Sonnet119 by William Shakespeare 莎翁十四行诗 第119篇 | 英语名家诗篇

SONNET 119What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,Distill'd from lymbecks foul as hell within,Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,Still losing when I saw myself to win!What wretched errors hath my heart committed,Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fittedIn the distraction of this madding fever!O benefit of ill! now I find trueThat better is by evil still made better;And ruin'd love, when it is built anew,Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.   So I return rebuk'd to my content,   And gain by ills thrice more than I have spent.莎翁十四行诗风靡全世界…在这些瑰丽的诗篇中，莎翁以其独到的思想、高超的诗艺，歌颂了友谊和爱情，表达了对人世炎凉的针砭嘲讽，体现了对真善美的无限追求和对假恶丑的无比憎恨……作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564-1616，英国文学史上最杰出的戏剧家，欧洲文艺复兴时期最重要、最伟大的作家；朗读：苑溪仙