《我，米开朗基罗，雕刻家》中有收录他的十四行诗。

米开朗基罗是写十四行诗的好手，但是中文翻译似乎不多，我现在高中学的World Lit 里面有他的sonnet 239，估计只能 谷和谐哥才能搜到了，学校有vpx 所以可以上我直接复制过来大家看看好了：
"My lady, how comes it about-what all can see
from long experience-that rough mountain stone
carved to a living form, survives its own
creator, who'll end in ashes in a urn?
Cause lesser than its effect, from which we learn
how nature is less than art, as well I know
whose many a lively statue proves it so,
which time and the tomb exempt grant amnesty.
Mine then, the power to give us, you and me,
a long survival in-choose it-stone or color,
faces just like our own exact and true.
Though we're dead a thousand years, still men can
see how beautiful you were; I, how much duller,
and yet how far from a fool in loving you."
这首诗应该，应该是他写给Colona的