十四行詩 Sonnet 144
Two loves I have of comfort and despair,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The better angel is a man right fair,
The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill.
To win me soon to hell, my female evil
Tempteth my better angel from my side,
And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend
Suspect I may, but not directly tell;
But being both from me, both to each friend,
I guess one angel in another's hell:
Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt,
Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
兩個愛人像精靈般把我誘惑，
一個叫安慰，另外一個叫絕望：
善的天使是個男子，丰姿綽約；
惡的幽靈是個女人，其貌不揚。
爲了促使我早進地獄，那女鬼
引誘我的善精靈硬把我拋開，
還要把他迷惑，使淪落爲妖魅，
用骯髒的驕傲追求純潔的愛。
我的天使是否已變成了惡魔，
我無法一下子確定，只能猜疑；
但兩個都把我扔下，互相結合，
一個想必進了另一個的地獄。
可是這一點我永遠無法猜透，
除非是惡的天使把善的攆走
