未见晨曦含碧眼，
唇逊珊瑚艳。
酥胸难胜雪花白，
更叹铁丝翻卷满头栽。

玫瑰娇贪终日瞅，
颜色何曾有？
春流香水漫林中，
何奈舒腮吐气冷如风。

并枕依依说趣话，
难忍笛声哑。
梦观莲袜踏仙云，
惊醒一双大脚倒颠奔。

孰料真情自青睐，
偏俺将她爱。
双心一箭喜相逢，
堪叹人间谁个与她同。 

（跋：还是增加两行成两首【虞美人】才好玩儿。）

莎士比亚原文：

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak,--yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go,
My mistress when she walks, treads on the ground;

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.