莎士比亚《Venus and Adonis》翻译 - 125

'And not the least of all these maladies

But in one minute's fight brings beauty under:

Both favour, savour, hue and qualities,

Whereat the impartial gazer late did wonder,

Are on the sudden wasted, thaw'd and done,

As mountain-snow melts with the midday sun.

 

“纵使众恙不上身， 

  不须一战美男堕： 

  良质佳色皆具焚， 

  公平月神赌此禍，

  瞬间无踪佳男灭，

   日照白山溶雪泻”