【正文】 晨光給它戴上霞彩。 Deaths stamp gives value to the coin of life。 這面紗等候著在夜間卸去。 The noise of the moment scoffs at the music of the Eternal. ９７ 我想起了浮泛在生與愛(ài)與死的川流上的許多別的時(shí)代，以及這些時(shí)代之被遺 忘，我便感覺(jué)到離開(kāi)塵世的自由了。 The mist is like the earths desire. It hides the sun for whom she cries. ９５ 安靜些吧，我的心，這些大樹(shù)都是祈禱者呀。 Power said to the world, You are mine. The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, I am thine. The world gave it the freedom of her house. ９４ 濃霧仿佛是大地的愿望。 愛(ài)情對(duì)世界說(shuō)道： “我是你的。 The birth and death of the leaves are the rapid whirls of the eddy whose wider circles move slowly among stars. ９３ 權(quán)勢(shì)對(duì)世界說(shuō)道： “你是我的。 in the light the One appears as manifold. ９１ 大地借助于綠草，顯出她自己的殷勤好客。 在靜聽(tīng)著的松林之間。 ” You are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller one on its upper side, said the dewdrop to the lake. ８９ 刀鞘保護(hù)刀的鋒利，它自己則滿(mǎn)足于它的遲鈍。 ” How far are you from me, O Fruit? I am hidden in your heart, O Flower. ８７ 這個(gè)渴望是為了那個(gè)在黑夜里感覺(jué)得到，在大白天里卻看不見(jiàn)的人。 in life the one bees many. Religion will be one when God is dead. ８５ 藝術(shù)家是自然的情人，所以他是自然的奴隸，也是自然的主人。 神死了的時(shí)候，宗教便將合而為一。 He who wants to do good knocks at the gate。 Your voice, my friend, wanders in my heart, like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines ８１ 這個(gè)不可見(jiàn)的黑暗之火焰，以繁星為其火花的，到底是什么呢？ What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars? ８２ 使生如夏花之絢爛，死如秋葉之靜美。 The grass seeks her crowd in the earth. The tree seeks his solitude of the sky. ７９ 人對(duì)他自己建筑起堤防來(lái)。 Every child es with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man. ７８ 綠草求她地上的伴侶。 We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us. ７６ 詩(shī)人－－飆風(fēng)，正出經(jīng)海洋森林，追求它自己的歌聲。 Chastity is a wealth that es from abundance of love. ７４ 霧，象愛(ài)情一樣，在山峰的心上游戲，生出種種美麗的變幻。 The woodcutters axe begged for its handle from the tree. The tree gave it. ７２ 這寡獨(dú)的黃昏，幕著霧與雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感覺(jué)到它的嘆息。 I give my whole water in joy, it is enough for the thirsty. ７０ 把那些花朵拋擲上去的那一陣子無(wú)休無(wú)止的狂歡大喜的勁兒，其源泉是在哪 里呢？ Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy? ７１ 樵夫的斧頭，問(wèn)樹(shù)要斧柄。 God grows weary of great kingdoms, but never of little flowers. ６８ 錯(cuò)誤經(jīng)不起失敗，但是真理卻不怕失敗。 Tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under your tread. ６６ 幼花的蓓蕾開(kāi)放了，它叫道： “親愛(ài)的世界呀，請(qǐng)不要萎謝了。 ” God says to man, I heal you therefore I hurt, love you therefore punish. ６４ 謝謝火焰給你光明，但是不要忘了那執(zhí)燈的人，他是堅(jiān)忍地站在黑暗當(dāng)中呢。 Take my wine in my own cup, friend. It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others. ６２