O, from what power hast thou this powerful mightWith insufficiency my heart to sway?To make me give the lie to my true sight,And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill,That in the very refuse of thy deedsThere is such strength and warrantize of skillThat, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?Who taught thee how to make me love thee moreThe more I hear and see just cause of hate?O, though I love what others do abhor1,With others thou shouldst not abhor my state: If thy unworthiness raised love in me, More worthy2 I to be beloved of thee.
哦，从什么威力你取得这力量，连缺陷也能把我的心灵支配？教我诬蔑我可靠的目光撒谎，并矢口否认太阳使白天明媚？何来这化臭腐为神奇的本领，使你的种种丑恶不堪的表现都具有一种灵活强劲的保证，使它们，对于我，超越一切至善？谁教你有办法
