The silent night has the beauty of the mother and the clamorous day of the child.

静悄悄的黑夜具有母亲的美丽，而吵闹的白天具有孩子的美丽。

Sweetness of your name fills my heart when I forget mine---like your morning sun when the mist is melted.

您的名字的甜蜜充溢着我的心，而我忘掉了我自己的，－－就象您的早晨的太阳升起时，那大雾便消失了。

Blessed is he whose fame does not outshine his truth.

他是有福的，因为他的名望并没有比他的真实更光亮。

Truth seems to come with its final word; and the final word gives

birth to its next.

真理仿佛带了它的结论而来；而那结论却产生了它的第二个。

The storm of the last night has crowned this morning with golden peace.

昨夜的风雨给今日的早晨戴上了金色的和平。

Truth raises against itself the storm that scatters its seeds broadcast.

真理引起了反对它自己的狂风骤雨，那场风雨吹散了真理的广播的种子。

Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.

从别的日子里飘浮道我的生命里的云，不再落下雨点或引起风暴了，却只给予我的夕阳的天空以色彩。

Some day I shall sing to you in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen you before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

总有一天，我要在别的世界的晨光里对你唱道：“我以前在地球的光里，在人的爱里，已经见过你了。

When I stand before you at the day's end, you shall see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

当我在那日子的终了，站在您的面前时，您将看见我的伤疤，而知道我有我的许多创伤，但也有我的医治的法儿。

Put out the lamp when you wishest.

I shall know your darkness and shall love it.

假如您愿意，您就熄了灯吧。

我将明白您的黑暗，而且将喜爱它。