新春乃爱情君王的喝道人，
Fresh Spring, the herald of love's mighty king,
他的纹章上绣满了花，
In whose cote-armour richly are displayed
大地在这个时节才苏生，
All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring,
各色的鲜花开成一片云霞。
In goodly colours gloriously arrayed -
去吧，去到我爱人的家，
Goe to my love, where she is carelesse layd,
她还懒懒地躺床冬眠，
Yet in her winter's bowre not well awake;
告诉她欢乐的时间不会停下，
Tell her the joyous time will not be staid,
要抓住辰光赶紧向前，
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take;
嘱咐她立刻梳头洗脸，
Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make,
列身在姑娘队里把爱情迎候，
To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew;
不论谁只要错过她的所恋，
Where every one, that misseth then her make,
就要把应得的惩罚承受。
Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.
所以趁早吧，亲爱的，春光正好，
Make hast, therefore, sweet love, whilest it is prime;
消失了就再也不能找到。
For none can call againe the passed time.