Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

我绝不承认两颗真心的结合

会有任何障碍；爱算不得真爱，

若是一看见人家改变便转舵，

或者一看见人家转弯便离开。

哦，决不！爱是亘古长明的塔灯，

它定睛望着风暴却兀不为动；

爱又是指引迷舟的一颗恒星，

你可量它多高，它所值却无穷。

爱不受时光的播弄，尽管红颜

和皓齿难免遭受时光的毒手；

爱并不因瞬息的改变而改变，

它巍然矗立直到末日的尽头。

　　我这话若说错，并被证明不确，

　　就算我没写诗，也没人真爱过。