Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,
Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior¹ famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foil'd,
Is from the book of honour razed² quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:
  Then happy I, that love and am beloved
  Where I may not remove nor be removed.

让那些人（他们既有吉星高照）
到处夸说他们的显位和高官，
至于我，命运拒绝我这种荣耀，
只暗中独自赏玩我心里所欢。
王公的宠臣舒展他们的金叶
不过像太阳眷顾下的金盏花，
他们的骄傲在自己身上消灭，
一蹙额便足雕谢他们的荣华。
转战沙场的名将不管多功高，
百战百胜后只要有一次失手，
便从功名册上被人一笔勾消，
毕生的勋劳只落得无声无臭：
　　那么，爱人又被爱，我多么幸福！
　　我既不会迁徙，又不怕被驱逐。