Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 35

　　No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:

　　Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;

　　Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,

　　And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

　　All men make faults, and even I in this,

　　Authorizing thy trespass with compare,

　　Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,

　　Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;

　　For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense--

　　Thy adverse party is thy advocate--

　　And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence:

　　Such civil war is in my love and hate

　　That I an accessary needs must be

　　To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

　　别再为你冒犯我的行为痛苦：

　　玫瑰花有刺，银色的泉有烂泥，

　　乌云和蚀把太阳和月亮玷污，

　　可恶的毛虫把香的嫩蕊盘据。

　　每个人都有错，我就犯了这点：

　　运用种种比喻来解释你的恶，

　　弄脏我自己来洗涤你的罪愆，

　　赦免你那无可赦免的大错过。

　　因为对你的败行我加以谅解--

　　你的原告变成了你的辩护士--

　　我对你起诉，反而把自己出卖：

　　爱和憎老在我心中互相排挤，

　　以致我不得不变成你的助手

　　去帮你劫夺我，你，温柔的小偷!