有福者卿｜莎士比亞十四行詩 52

So am I as the rich whose blessèd key
故我如富翁，以其蒙福鑰，
Can bring him to his sweet up-lockèd treasure,
此身近箱篋，緊鎖其中寶，
The which he will not ev’ry hour survey,
無須對此物，端詳時常找，
For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.
喜悅鋒芒銳，常用則鈍消。

Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare,
是以佳節慶，隆重而稀少，
Since seldom coming in the long year set,
散落時光中，稀疏不易到，
Like stones of worth they thinly placèd are,
猶似珍貴石，疏落卻巧妙，
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
寶石鑲項鍊，主珠光彩照。

So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
時光如寶箱，將卿收藏好，
Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide
歲月如衣櫥，隱藏華麗袍，
To make some special instant special blessed
故使特殊日，殊榮而閃耀，
By new unfolding his imprisoned pride.
所囚於櫥櫃，重現其驕傲。

Blessèd are you whose worthiness gives scope,
有福者卿也，憑己價值造，
Being had, to triumph, being lacked, to hope.
有則歡喜勝，無則冀望抱。

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