If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, 如果我這笨拙的身體是思想，

Injurious distance should not stop my way; 殘酷的距離就不能把我阻擋；

For then, despite of space, I would be brought, 盡管千山萬水，層層阻隔，

From limits far remote, where thou dost stay. 我也會被帶到你的芳居。

No matter then although my foot did stand 縱然我與你天涯之隔，

Upon the farthest earth remov'd from thee;對我來說又有何妨？

For nimble thought can jump both sea and land, 既然輕靈的思想可以越山渡洋，

As soon as think the place where he would be. 心中一念便可到達你所在的地方。

But, ah! thought kills me that I am not thought, 可是，唉！思想毒殺著我，畢竟我不是思想，

To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone , 在你離去之后，我并不能飛躍崇山，跨越海洋；

But that so much of earth and water wrought,我只是泥和水和成的鈍皮囊，

I must attend, time's leisure with my moan;徒勞地用悲泣嘆息服侍時光；

Receiving nought by elements so slow 這重濁之物毫無所賜，

But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.只剩眼淚，都是悲傷苦惱的標志。