EBB "The sonnets from the Portuguese", No. XV

Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear

Too calm and sad a face in front of thine;

For we too look two ways, and can not shine

With the same sunlight on our brow and hair.

On me thou lookest with no doubting care,

As on a bee shut in a crystalline, --

Since sorrow hath shut me safe in love's divine,

And to spread wing and fly in the outer air

Were most impossible failure, if I strove

To fail so. But I look on thee -- on thee --

Beholding, besides love, the end of love,

Hearing oblivion beyond memory!

As one who sits and gazes from above,

Over the rivers of the bitter sea.

白朗宁夫人抒情十四行诗集第十五首

请不要这样指责我：我在你面前

露出一副太冷静、忧郁的面容；

你我原是面朝着两个不同的方向，

那普照的阳光照不到两人的前额。

你看着我，心中没半点儿不踏实，

象看着一只笼罩在水晶里的蜜蜂；

哀怨把我密封在圣洁的爱情中，

想张开双翼，扑向外面的空间、

是绝不可能的失败－－哪怕我狠着心

追求这颠扑和失败。可是我向你看，

我看见了爱，还看到了爱的结局，

听到了记忆外层的哪一片寂寥！

就象从千层万丈之上，你向下眺望，

只见滚滚的浪涛尽向大海里流。