《Negative Love》约翰·但恩诗赏析

Negative Love

I never stoop'd so low, as they

Which on an eye, cheeke, lip, can prey,

Seldome to them, which soare no higher

Then vertue or the minde to'admire,

For sense, and understanding may　

Know, what gives fuell to their fire:

My love, though silly, is more brave,

For may I misse, when ere I crave,

If I know yet, what I would have.

If that be simply perfectest　

Which can by no way be exprest

But Negatives, my love is so.

To All, which all love, I say no.

If any who deciphers best,

What we know not, our selves, can know,　

Let him teach mee that nothing; This

As yet my ease, and comfort is,

Though I speed not, I cannot misse.