读一首本·琼森的《致西丽娅》

Song to Celia Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee 你就只用你的眼睛来给我干杯， 我就用我的眼睛来相酬； 或者就留下一个亲吻在杯边上， 我就不会向杯里找酒。 从灵魂深处张开起来的渴嘴， 着实想喝到美妙的一口； 可是哪怕由我尝天帝的琼浆， 要我换也不甘把你的放手。 我新近给你送上了一束玫瑰花， 与其说诚心拿来孝敬你， 不如说让它们有希望得到熏陶， 不会枯槁以至于委地； 可是你只在花上呼吸了一下， 把它们送回到我的手里； 从此它们就开得叫我闻得到 （不是它们自己而是）你。