当初我俩相见、一见而倾心的时光，

When we met first and loved, I did not build

我怎敢在这上面，建起大理石宫殿，

Upon the event with marble. Could it mean

难道这也会久长－－那来回摇摆在

To last, a love set pendulous between

忧伤与忧伤间的爱？不，我害怕，

Sorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled, 

我信不过那似乎浮泛在眼前的

Distrusting every light that seemed to gild

一片金光，不敢伸出手指去碰一下。

The onward path, and feared to overlean

到后来才坦然、坚定了；可我又觉得，

A finger even. And, though I have grown serene

上帝总该另有恐惧安排在后面。。。。。。

And strong since then, I think God has willed

爱啊，要不然，这双紧握著的手

A still renewable fear ... O love, O troth ...

就不会接触；这热热的亲吻，一旦

Lest these enclasped hands should never hold, 

从嘴唇上冷却了，何以不变成虚文？

This mutual kiss drop down between us both

爱情啊，你快变了心吧！要是命运

As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.

这样注定：他，为了信守一个盟誓

And Love, be false! if _he_, too keep one oath,

就非得拿牺牲一个喜悦作代价。

Must lose one joy, by his life's star foretold.