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028
O Beauty,find thyself in love,not in the flattery of thy mirror.
啊，美呀，在爱中找你自己吧，不要到你镜子的谄谀中去找寻。
029
My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words,“I love thee.”
我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着，以热泪在上边写着她的题记：“我爱你。”
030
“Moon,for what do you wait?”
“To salute the sun for whom I must make way.”
“月儿呀，你在等候什么呢？”
“向我将让位给他的太阳致敬。”
031
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
绿树长到了我的窗前，仿佛是喑哑的大地发出的渴望的声音。
032
His own mornings are new surprises to God.
神自己的清晨，在他自己看来也是新奇的。
033
Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world,and its worth by the claims of love.
生命从世界得到资产，爱情使它得到价值。
034
The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past.
枯竭的河床，并不感谢它的过去。
035
The bird wishes it were a cloud.The cloud wishes it were a bird.
鸟儿愿为一朵云。
云儿愿为一只鸟。
036
The waterfall sings,“I find my song,when I find my freedom.”
瀑布歌唱道：“我得到自由时便有歌声了。”
037
I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence.It is for small needs it never asks,or knows or remembers.
我说不出这心为什么那样默默地颓丧着。
是为了它那不曾要求、不曾知道、不曾记得的小小的需要。
038
Woman,when you move about in your household service your limbs sing like a hill stream among its pebbles.
妇人，你在料理家事的时候，你的手足歌唱着，正如山间的溪水歌唱着在小石中流过。
039
The sun goes to cross the Western sea,leaving its last salutation to the East.
当太阳横过西方的海面时，对着东方留下他最后的敬礼。
040
Do not blame your food because you have no appetite.
不要因为你自己没有胃口而去责备你的食物。
041
The trees,like the longings of the earth,stand a-tiptoe to peep at the heaven.
群树如表示大地的愿望似的，踮起脚来向天空窥望。
042
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。
043
The fish in the water is silent,the animal on the earth is noisy,the bird in the air is singing.But Man has in him the silence of the sea,the noise of the earth and the music of the air.
水里的游鱼是沉默的。陆地上的兽类是喧闹的，空中的飞鸟是歌唱着的。
但是，人类却兼有海里的沉默、地上的喧闹与空中的音乐。
044
The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness.
世界在踌躇之心的琴弦上跑过去，奏出忧郁的乐声。
045
He has made his weapons his gods.When his weapons win he is defeated himself.
他把他的刀剑当做他的上帝。
当他的刀剑胜利时他自己却失败了。
046
God finds himself by creating.
神从创造中找到他自己。
047
Shadow,with her veil drawn,follows Light in secret meekness,with her silent steps of love.
阴影戴上她的面幕，秘密地，温顺地，用她的沉默的爱的脚步，跟在“光”后边。
048
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
群星不怕显得像萤火那样。
049
I thank thee that I am none of the wheels of power but I am one with the living creatures that are crushed by it.
谢谢神，我不是一个权力的轮子，而是被压在这轮下的活人之一。
050
The mind,sharp but not broad,sticks at every point but does not move.
心是尖锐的，不是宽博的，它执著在每一点上，却并不活动。
051
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
你的偶像委散在尘土中了，这可证明神的尘土比你的偶像还伟大。
052
Man does not reveal himself in his history,he struggles up through it.
人不能在他的历史中表现出他自己，他在历史中奋斗着露出头角。
053
While the glass lamp rebukes the earthen for calling it cousin,the moon rises,and the glass lamp,with a bland smile,calls her,“My dear,dear sister.”
玻璃灯因为瓦灯叫它做表兄而责备瓦灯。但当明月出来时，玻璃灯却温和地微笑着，叫明月为--“我亲爱的，亲爱的姐姐。”
054
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near.The seagulls fly off,the waves roll away and we depart.
我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似的，遇见了，走近了。海鸥飞去，波涛滚滚地流开，我们也分别了。
055
My day is done,and I am like a boat drawn on the beach,listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.
我的白昼已经完了，我像一只泊在海滩上的小船，谛听着晚潮跳舞的乐声。
056
Life is given to us,we earn it by giving it.
我们的生命是天赋的，我们唯有献出生命，才能得到生命。
057
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
当我们是大为谦卑的时候，便是我们最近于伟大的时候。
058
The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.
麻雀看见孔雀负担着它的翎尾，替它担忧。
059
Never be afraid of the moments-thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
决不要害怕刹那--永恒之声这样唱着。
060
The hurricane seeks the shortest road by the no-road,and suddenly ends its search in the Nowhere.
飓风于无路之中寻求最短之路，又突然地在“无何有之国”终止了它的寻求。
061
Take my wine in my own cup,friend.It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others.
在我自己的杯中，饮了我的酒吧，朋友。
一倒在别人的杯里，这酒的腾跳的泡沫便要消失了。
062
The Perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
“完全”为了对“不全”的爱，把自己装饰得美丽。
063
God says to man,“I heal you therefore I hurt,love you therefore punish.”
神对人说道：“我医治你所以伤害你，爱你所以惩罚你。”
064
Thank the flame for its light,but do not forget the lampholder standing in the shade with constancy of patience.
谢谢火焰给你光明，但是不要忘了那执灯的人，他是坚忍地站在黑暗当中呢。
065
Tiny grass,your steps are small,but you possess the earth under your tread.
小草呀，你的足步虽小，但是你拥有你足下的土地。
066
The infant flower opens its bud and cries,“Dear World,please do not fade.”
幼花的蓓蕾开放了，它叫道：“亲爱的世界呀，请不要萎谢了。”
067
God grows weary of great kingdoms,but never of little flowers.
神对于那些大帝国会感到厌恶，却决不会厌恶那些小小的花朵。
068
Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.
错误经不起失败，但是真理却不怕失败。
069
“I give my whole water in joy,”sings the waterfall,“though little of it is enough for the thirsty.”
瀑布歌唱道：“虽然渴者只要少许的水便够了，我却很快活地给予了我全部的水。”
070
Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?
把那些花朵抛掷上去的那一阵子无休无止的狂欢大喜的劲儿，其源泉是在哪里呢？
071
The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree.The tree gave it.
樵夫的斧头，问树要斧柄。
树便给了他。
072
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
这寡独的黄昏，幕着雾与雨，我在我心的孤寂里，感觉到它的叹息。
073
Chastity is a wealth that comes from abundance of love.
贞操是从丰富的爱情中生出来的财富。
074
The mist,like love,plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty.
雾，像爱情一样，在山峰的心上游戏，生出种种美丽的变幻。
075
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
我们把世界看错了，反说它欺骗我们。
076
The poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice.
诗人--飙风，正出经海洋和森林，追求它自己的歌声。
077
Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.
每一个孩子出生时都带来信息说：神对人并未灰心失望。
078
The grass seeks her crowd in the earth.The tree seeks his solitude of the sky.
绿草求她地上的伴侣。
树木求他天空的寂寞。
079
Man barricades against himself.
人对他自己建筑起堤防来。
080
Your voice,my friend,wanders in my heart,like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines.
我的朋友，你的语声飘荡在我的心里，像那海水的低吟声缭绕在静听着的松林之间。
081
What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars?
这个不可见的黑暗之火焰，以繁星为其火花的，到底是什么呢？
082
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。
083
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate;he who loves finds the gate open.
那想做好人的，在门外敲着门；那爱人的，看见门敞开着。
084
In death the many becomes one;in life the one becomes many.Religion will be one when God is dead.
在死的时候，众多合而为一；在生的时候，一化为众多。
神死了的时候，宗教便将合而为一。