Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 12

　　And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;

　　When I behold the violet past prime,

　　And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;

　　When lofty trees I see barren of leaves

　　Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,

　　And summer's green all girded up in sheaves

　　Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,

　　Then of thy beauty do I question make,

　　That thou among the wastes of time must go,

　　Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake

　　And die as fast as they see others grow;

　　And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence

　　Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.

　　當(dāng)我數(shù)著壁上報(bào)時(shí)的自鳴鐘，

　　見(jiàn)明媚的白晝墜入猙獰的夜，

　　當(dāng)我凝望著紫羅蘭老了春容，

　　青絲的卷發(fā)遍灑著皚皚白雪;

　　當(dāng)我看見(jiàn)參天的樹(shù)枝葉盡脫，

　　它不久前曾蔭蔽喘息的牛羊;

　　夏天的青翠一束一束地就縛，

　　帶著堅(jiān)挺的白須被舁上殮床;

　　于是我不禁為你的朱顏焦慮：

　　終有天你要加入時(shí)光的廢堆，

　　既然美和芳菲都把自己拋棄，

　　眼看著別人生長(zhǎng)自己卻枯萎;

　　沒(méi)什么抵擋得住時(shí)光的毒手，

　　除了生育，當(dāng)他來(lái)要把你拘走。