莎士比亞十四行情詩精選（三十八）

　　How can my muse want subject to invent,

While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse.

Thine own sweet argument, too excellent.

For every vulgar paper to rehearse?

O! give thy self the thanks, if aught in me.

Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;

For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,

When thou thy self dost give invention light?

Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth.

Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;

And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth.

Eternal numbers to outlive long date.

If my slight muse do please these curious days,

The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.

翻譯：
　　我的繆斯怎會，缺乏寫作題材，

你還沒眨眼，我就已來了靈感；

力求完美的做法，未免太優秀，

那些庸俗的詞句，何須多排練？

喔！如果我的詩還能值得一讀，

那就要感謝，你自己獨具慧眼；

既然是，自己激發出詩的想象，

哪裏會笨到，寫不出你的容顏？

你比古代九位繆斯，聰明百倍，

援引韻調把，第十個位置霸佔；

有誰拍磚，就讓他自己試試看，

是否能寫些，傳世的不朽詩篇；

若我的微詩能夠，苟行於世間；

則毀貶歸我，而讓你盡得褒讚。

推薦理由：這首十四行情詩是出自於莎士比亞筆下的Sonnet38《誨詩》，如果你是莎翁的忠實讀者怎能錯過呢？