buds
of
May,
狂风会摇五月的娇蕾,
And
summer’s
lease
hath
all
too
short
a
date:
夏季也太匆匆即将离分;
Sometime
hot
the
eye
heaven
shines,
有时天之眼过于炽烈,
often
is
his
goldplexion
dimm’d;
金色面容常被阴云遮蔽;
every
fair
from
sometime
declines,
每一美丽终会凋谢,