不要再問(wèn)我詩(shī)歌雙語(yǔ)對(duì)照

　　Ask me no more where Jove bestows,

　　When June is past, the fading rose;

　　For in your beauty’s orient deep,

　　These flowers, as in their causes, sleep.

　　Ask me no more whither do stray

　　The golden atoms of the day;

　　For in pure love heaven did prepare

　　Those powders to enrich your hair.

　　當(dāng)六月過(guò)去，玫瑰凋殘，

　　別再問(wèn)我，愛(ài)神在哪里。

　　你的美麗是那么燦爛，

　　這些花兒，就在他的根部熟睡。

　　別再問(wèn)我，是否漂泊

　　白天金色的陽(yáng)光；

　　那是純潔愛(ài)情的天空

　　那些粉末可以裝飾你的秀發(fā)。

　　Ask me no more whither doth haste

　　The nightingale, when May is past;

　　For in your sweet dividing throat

　　She winters, and keeps warm her note.

　　Ask me no more where those stars light,

　　That downwards fall in dead of night;

　　For in your eyes they sit, and there

　　Fixed become, as in their sphere.

　　當(dāng)五月悄然離去，

　　別再問(wèn)我，夜鶯在哪里

　　你那甜蜜的歌喉，

　　在冬季，溫暖著她的音符。

　　別再問(wèn)我，明亮的繁星，

　　夜晚落在哪里；

　　他們就在你的眼中，

　　固定在那里，猶如在他們的家。