Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,

爱许我一个欢迎，我的灵魂却畏缩难前，

Guilty of dust and sin.

因脏与罪而内疚不已。

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

但目光敏锐的爱，察觉了我的颓然

From my first entrance in,

从第一次迈进来起。

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning

便向我身边靠近，甜蜜地问及

If I lack'd anything.

是否我还缺些东西。

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

“另有他人，”我回答，“更值得来这里”；

Love said, "You shall be he."

爱说道，“那个他人正应是你。”

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

“我？这冷酷、薄情的一个？啊，我亲爱的，

I cannot look on thee."

我都不能直视你。”

Love took my hand and smiling did reply,

"Who made the eyes but I?"

爱拉我的手微笑着回应，

“难道不正是我造了这双眼睛？”

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

“没错，主人，可我却污蒙了它们；就让我的羞惭

Go where it doth deserve."

去它该去的所在。”

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

"My dear, then I will serve."

“可知道，”爱说，“你无需将责罚承担？”

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

“亲爱的，服侍且让我来。”

So I did sit and eat.

“你该要坐下，”爱说，“尝我的肉为食。”

我于是坐实，开始吃。