羅伯特•赫芮克

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may，

玫瑰將開時，堪折直須折

Old Time is still a-flying：

時光似箭，韶華易逝

And this same flower that smiles today

今日灼灼其華

Tomorrow will be dying.

轉(zhuǎn)眼便成明日黃花

The glorious lamp of heaven， the sun，

太陽如華燈普照

The higher hes a-getting，

漸行漸高

The sooner will his race be run，

而漸遠(yuǎn)，余下路途漸短

And nearer hes to setting.

而終于漸漸落下

That age is best which is the first，

最值惜取是少年時光

When youth and blood are warmer;

當(dāng)時你年輕，血色鮮暖

But being spent， the worse， and worst

然而其后每況愈下

Times still succeed the former.

歲月無情，并不將你憐憫

Then be not coy， but use your time，

莫再佯羞，莫負(fù)韶華

And while ye may， go marry：

人生苦短，及時行樂

For having lost but once your prime，

青春幾何

You may for ever tarry.

莫待無花空折枝