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Stray Bird 101-120 Rabindranath Tagore

(2006-10-08 11:55:42) 下一個

101 The dust receives insult and in return offers her flowers.

102 Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

103 Roots are the branches down in the earth. Branches are roots in the air.

104 The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.

105 Do not insult your friend by lending him merits from your own pocket.

106 The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.

107 The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.

108 God is ashamed when the prosperous boasts of His special favour.

109 I cast my own shadow upon my path, because I have a lamp that has not been lighted.

110 Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence.

111 That which ends in exhaustion is death, but the perfect ending is in the endless.

112 The sun has his simple robe of light. The clouds are decked with gorgeousness.

113 The hills are like shouts of children who raise their arms, trying to catch stars.

114 The road is lonely in its crowd for it is not loved.

115 The power that boasts of its mischiefs is laughed at by the yellow leaves that fall, and clouds that pass by.

116 The earth hums to me to-day in the sun, like a woman at her spinng, some ballad of the ancient time in a forgotten tongue.

117 The grass-blade is worth of the great world where it grows.

118 Dream is a wife who must talk. Sleep is a husband who silently suffers.

119 The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, "I am death, your m ther. I am to give you fresh birth."

120 I feel, thy beauty, dark night, like that of the loved woman when she has put out the lamp.

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