——菲利普·希德尼
多麽悲傷的步子，啊，月亮，妳攀到了天空！
多麽寂靜，妳壹幅蒼白的面容！
什麽，天堂上的忙碌的射手
也要將他的利箭舞弄！真的，如果長久以來熟悉愛情的眼睛能夠識別愛，我從妳的憔悴的面容
可以看出，妳正在為愛情所煩惱，
對同病相憐的我來說，妳述說了妳的處境同事天涯淪落人，啊，月亮，以實相告，
忠貞的愛情是否被看成缺乏理智？
那裏的美人是否合這裏的壹樣驕傲？
天上的他們是否也喜歡被愛，但是，
他們又輕視那些癡情者？
他們是否把忘恩當作美德？With how sad steps, O moon
——Philip SydneyWith how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!
How silently, and with how wan a face!
What, may it be that e'en in heavenly place
That busy archer his sharp arrows tries!Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes
Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case,
I read it in thy looks; thy languish'd grace,
To me, that feel the like, thy state descries.Then, e'en of fellowship, O Moon, tell me,
Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit?
Are beauties there as proud as here they be?
Do they above love to be loved, and yet
Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess?
Do they call virtue, there, ungratefulness?