Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 25

　　Of public honour and proud titles boast,

　　Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,

　　Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.

　　Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread

　　But as the marigold at the sun's eye,

　　And in themselves their pride lies buried,

　　For at a frown they in their glory die.

　　The painful warrior famoused for fight,

　　After a thousand victories once foil'd,

　　Is from the book of honour razed quite,

　　And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:

　　Then happy I, that love and am beloved

　　Where I may not remove nor be removed.

　　让那些人(他们既有吉星高照)

　　到处夸说他们的显位和高官，

　　至于我，命运拒绝我这种荣耀，

　　只暗中独自赏玩我心里所欢。

　　王公的宠臣舒展他们的金叶

　　不过像太阳眷顾下的金盏花，

　　他们的骄傲在自己身上消灭，

　　一蹙额便足雕谢他们的荣华。

　　转战沙场的名将不管多功高，

　　百战百胜后只要有一次失手，

　　便从功名册上被人一笔勾消，

　　毕生的勋劳只落得无声无臭：

　　那么，爱人又被爱，我多么幸福!

　　我既不会迁徙，又不怕被驱逐。