英文
LXXI
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell.
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
When I, perhaps, compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse,
But let your love even with my life decay;
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
And mock you with me after I am gone.
中文
71
请不要伤心，当你听见丧钟
为我而悲鸣，通告这个世界：
我已离开这片恶浊的苍穹，
与那更其可恶的蛆虫同穴。
当你读到这里的诗，别缅怀
写作它的手，因为我深爱你，
假如思念会招致你的悲哀，
我宁愿你把我整个儿忘记！
啊，我是说，当你读到这诗篇，
那时我已腐朽，已化作尘泥，
请你千万别把我的名叨念，
让你的爱与我的生命同殪！
我担心世人探究你的悲痛，
我死后，会利用我将你嘲讽。
