标题：第三十二首

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EEB第三十二首EBB Sonnets from the Portuguese, no.

XXXII当金黄的太十陽十升起来，第一次照上The first time that the sun rose on thine oath你十爱十的盟约，我就预期着明月To love me, I looked forward to the moon来解除那情结、系的太早太急。

To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon我只怕十爱十的容易、就容易失望，And quickly tied to make a lasting troath.

引起悔心。

再回顾我自己，我哪象Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe;让你十爱十慕的人！

－－却象一具哑涩And, looking on myself, I seemed not one破损的弦琴、配不上你那么清澈For such mans love!

-- more like an out-of-tune美妙的歌声！

而这琴，匆忙里给用上，Worn voil, a good singer would be wroth一发出沙沙的音，就给恼恨地To spoil his song with, and which, snatched in haste,扔下。

我这么说，并不曾亏待Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.

自己，可是我冤了你。

在乐圣的I did not wrong myself so, but I placed手里，一张破琴也可以流十出完美A wrong on _thee_.

For perfect strains may float和谐的韵十律；而凭一张弓，真诚的Neath master-hands, from instruments defaced, --灵魂，可以在勒索、也同时在溺十爱十。

And great souls, at one stroke, may do and dote.

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