Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;

　　Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,

　　Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,

　　And do not drop in for an after-loss:

　　Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow,

　　Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;

　　Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,

　　To linger out a purposed overthrow.

　　If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,

　　When other petty griefs have done their spite

　　But in the onset come; so shall I taste

　　At first the very worst of fortune's might,

　　And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,

　　Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.

　　恨我，倘若你高兴;请现在就开首;

　　现在，当举世都起来和我作对，

　　请趁势为命运助威，逼我低头，

　　别意外地走来作事后的摧毁。

　　唉，不要，当我的心已摆脱烦恼，

　　来为一个已克服的厄难作殿，

　　不要在暴风后再来一个雨朝，

　　把那注定的浩劫的来临拖延。

　　如果你要离开我，别等到最后，

　　当其他的烦忧已经肆尽暴虐;

　　请一开头就来：让我好先尝够

　　命运的权威应有尽有的凶恶。

　　于是别的苦痛，现在显得苦痛，

　　比起丧失你来便要无影无踪。