爱神欢迎我的到来,而我的灵魂却在退缩,

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,

蒙着浮世的灰尘与负罪的愧疚。

        Guilty of dust and sin.

从我进门的那刻,

But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack

我那无精打采的神情,逃不过爱神雪亮的眼睛。

        From my first entrance in,

她轻轻靠近,绵言细问,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning

感觉有何欠缺。

        If I lack'd anything.

“一位客人,” 我说,“ 配得上当你的宾客的人。”

"A guest," I answer'd, "worthy to be here";

爱神说:“你将会是那位宾客。”

        Love said, "You shall be he."

“我,如此冷酷无情、忘恩负义的人?啊,亲爱的,

"I, the unkind, the ungrateful? ah my dear,

我无法直视你。”

        I cannot look on thee."

爱神拉起我的手,嫣然回应:

Love took my hand and smiling did reply,

“无我何来明眸?”

        "Who made the eyes but I?"

“上帝啊,老天爷,但我毁损了其完美;让我心中羞愧

"Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them; let my shame

得到其应有的惩罚吧。”

        Go where it doth deserve."

“我知道这不是你的错,”爱神说,

"And know you not," says Love, "who bore the blame?"

“谁该背负这种罪名呢?”

        "My dear, then I will serve."

“亲爱的,既然如此,我愿为你效劳。”

"You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."

“你定当就坐,”爱神说,“细品我的生命。”

        So I did sit and eat.

于是我坐下,品尝这爱的宴席。