No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud: Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

不要再为你所做的事悲伤：玫瑰有刺，清泉也有泥沙；乌云与蚀影遮蔽日月，最甜美的花蕾里也藏着可憎的蛀虫。