我能不能有什么、就拿什么给你？
Can it be right to give what I can give?
该不该让你紧挨著我，承受
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears
我簌簌的苦泪；听著那伤逝的青春，
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years
在我的唇边重复著叹息，偶而
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative
浮起一丝微笑，哪怕你连劝带哄，
Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live
也随即在叹息里寂灭？啊，我但怕
For all thy adjurations? O my fears,
这并不应该！我俩是不相称的
That this can scarce be right! We are not peers
一对，哪能匹配作情侣？我承认，
So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve,
我也伤心，象我这样的施主
That givers of such gifts as mine are, must
只算得鄙吝。唉，可是我怎能够让
Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas!
我满身的尘土玷污了你的紫袍，
I will not soil thy purple with my dust,
叫我的毒气喷向你那威尼斯晶杯！
Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass,
我什么爱也不给，因为什么都不该给。
Nor give thee any love -- which were unjust.
爱呀，让我只爱著你，就算数了吧！
Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass.