Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn,

When beauty lived and died as flowers do now,

Before the bastard signs of fair were born,

Or durst inhabit on a living brow;

Before the golden tresses of the dead,

The right of sepulchres, were shorn away,

To live a second life on second head;

Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay:

In him those holy antique hours are seen,

Without all ornament, itself and true,

Making no summer of another's green,

Robbing no old to dress his beauty new;

And him as for a map doth Nature store,

To show false Art what beauty was of yore.

这样，他的朱颜是古代的图志，

那时美开了又谢像今天花一样，

那时冒牌的艳色还未曾出世，

或未敢公然高据活人的额上，

那时死者的美发，坟墓的财产，

还未被偷剪下来，去活第二回

在第二个头上②；那时美的死金鬟

还未被用来使别人显得华贵：

这圣洁的古代在他身上呈现，

赤裸裸的真容，毫无一点铅华，

不用别人的青翠做他的夏天，

不掠取旧脂粉妆饰他的鲜花；

　　就这样造化把他当图志珍藏，

　　让假艺术赏识古代美的真相。