[诗歌欣赏]泰戈尔《飞鸟集》节选(二)
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makeslove to you. 静静地听,我的心呀,听那世界的低语,这是它对你求爱的表示呀。 The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning. 创造的神秘,有如夜间的黑暗--是伟大的。而知识的幻影却不过如晨间之雾。 Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high 不要因为峭壁是高的,便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。 ※本文作者:佚名※ |