【英文原著类】The Passionate Pilgrim(热情的朝圣徒).pdf

THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
THE PASSIONATE
PILGRIM
William Shakespeare
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THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
I.
When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her,
though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unskilful in the world's false forgeries, Thus vainly thinking that she
thinks me young, Although I know my years be past the best, I smiling
credit her false-speaking tongue, Outfacing faults in love with love's ill
rest. But wherefore says my love that she is young? And wherefore say not
I that I am old? O, love's best habit is a soothing tongue, And age, in love,
loves not to have years told. Therefore, I'll lie with love, and love with me,
Since that our faults in love thus smother'd be.
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THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
II.
Two loves I have, fort and despair, That like two spirits do
suggest me still; My better angel is a man right fair, My worser spirit a
woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my
better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
Wooing his purity with her fair pride. And whether that my angel be turn'd
fiend, Suspect I may, yet not directly tell: For being both to me, both to
each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell: The truth I shall not know,
but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
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THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
III.
Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye, 'Gainst whom the world
could not hold argument. Persuade my heart to this false perjury? Vows for
thee broke deserve not punishment. A woman I forswore; but I will prove,
Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee: My vow was earthly, thou a
heavenly love: Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me. My vow
was breath, and breath a vapour is; Then, thou fair sun, that on this earth
doth shine, Exhale this vapour vow; in thee it is: If broken, then it is no
fault of mine. If by me broke, what fool is not so wise To break an oath, to
win a paradise?
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