Thy Bosom Is Endeared with All Hearts
[英]威廉·莎士比亞
William Shakespeare
本以為消逝的一切都已死去，
不曾想他們還歡聚在你的胸口
那裏**漾著愛，和它可愛的一切，
也珍藏著那些我以為失去的朋友。
多少聖潔的淚水，將那虔誠的愛
從我眼中偷去，就像死亡的祭品，
如今我才恍然大悟
而你將失去的一切全部珍藏！
你像一座墳墓，將那曾經的愛埋葬
掛滿離去的愛人們的紀念物，
它們將我所有的情意給你，
從此你得萬千寵愛於一身：
在你身上我看到曾愛過的倩影
你是他們的總和，占有了我的心。
Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts，
Which I by lacking have supposed dead；
And there reigns Love and all Love's loving parts，
And all those friends which I thought buried.
How many a holy and obsequious tear
Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye，
As interest of the dead， which now appear
But things remov'd that hidden in thee lie！
Thou art the grave where buried love doth live，
Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone，
Who all their parts of me to thee did give，
That due of many now is thine alone：
Their images I lov'd， I view in thee，
And thou， all they， hast all the all of me.