莎士比亚十四行诗朗诵 (6)Sonnet XVII 第17首
Who will believe my verse in time to come, 未来的时代谁会相信我的诗, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? 如果它充满了你最高的美德? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb, 虽然,天知道,它只是一座墓地 Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. 埋着你的生命和一半的本色。 If I could write the beauty of your eyes, 如果我写得出你美目的流盼, And ...