Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 121

　　When not to be receives reproach of being,

　　And the just pleasure lost which is so deem'd

　　Not by our feeling but by others' seeing:

　　For why should others false adulterate eyes

　　Give salutation to my sportive blood?

　　Or on my frailties why are frailer spies,

　　Which in their wills count bad what I think good?

　　No, I am that I am, and they that level

　　At my abuses reckon up their own:

　　I may be straight, though they themselves be bevel;

　　By their rank thoughts my deeds must not be shown;

　　Unless this general evil they maintain,

　　All men are bad, and in their badness reign.

　　寧可卑劣，也不愿負(fù)卑劣的虛名，

　　當(dāng)我們的清白蒙上不白之冤，

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　　不體察我們的感情，只憑偏見。

　　為什么別人虛偽淫猥的眼睛

　　有權(quán)贊揚(yáng)或詆毀我活躍的血?

　　專偵伺我的弱點(diǎn)而比我壞的人

　　為什么把我認(rèn)為善的恣意污蔑?

　　我就是我，他們對(duì)于我的詆毀

　　只能夠宣揚(yáng)他們自己的卑鄙：

　　我本方正，他們的視線自不軌;

　　這種壞心眼怎么配把我非議?

　　除非他們固執(zhí)這糊涂的邪說：

　　惡是人性，統(tǒng)治著世間的是惡。