Sonnet146 by William Shakespeare 莎翁十四行诗 第146篇 | 英语名家诗篇

SONNET 146Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,[Why feed'st] these rebel powers that thee array?Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth,Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?Why so large cost, having so short a lease,Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end?Then soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,And let that pine to aggravate thy store;Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;Within be fed, without be rich no more:   So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,   And, Death once dead, there's no more dying then.作者介绍：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；主播介绍：苑溪仙，教过多年英语，热爱阳光鲜花甜食和运动，喜欢古典文学，喜欢念书写作，喜欢傻傻地胡思乱想…