And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
你和毒药、战争、疾病同住在一起，
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
罂粟和咒符和你的打击相比，同样，
And better than thy stroak; why swell'st thou then?
甚至更能催我入睡;那你何必趾高气扬呢?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
睡了一小觉之后，我们便永远觉醒了，
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
再也不会有死亡，你死神也将死去。
