For as you were when first your eye I eyed, 自从第一次和你双眸相照，

　　Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, 你至今仍貌美如初。三冬之寒已从疏林摇落三夏之妖娆，

　　Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, 三度阳春曾转眼化作金秋，我曾踱过时序轮回之桥，

　　Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, 看三回四月芳菲枯焦于六月，

　　Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. 而你仍鲜丽如昔似叶绿花娇。

　　Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived; 唉，叹美色暗殒如时针流转，不见其动，却已偷渡钟面几遭。

　　So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, 那么你虽然貌似艳丽如旧，

　　Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived: 或骗过我眼，暗地风韵渐消。

　　For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred; 唉，不由我心焦，来世来生听我忠告，

　　Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead. 你们尚未出世，美夏却已泯灭在今朝。