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2013年12月17日 星期二

Stray Birds (9-12)

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Stray Birds

By Rabindranath Tagore


http://www.gutenberg.org/files/6524/6524-h/6524-h.htm

9

ONCE we dreamt that we were strangers.

We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

10

SORROW is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.

11

SOME unseen fingers, like idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.

12

"WHAT language is thine, O sea?"

   "The language of eternal question."

"What language is thy answer, O sky?

   "The language of eternal silence."

sorrow [記法] [`sɑro, `sɔro; 'sɔrou] 悲傷
hushed [記法] 安靜的
idle [記法] [`aɪdl; 'aidl] 偶然的
breeze [記法] [briz; bri:z] 微風
ripple [記法] [`rɪpl; 'ripl] 漣漪
thine [ðaɪn; ðain] 汝之物
eternal [記法] [ɪ`tɝnl; i:'tə:nl, i-] 永恆的
thy [ðaɪ; ðai] 汝之