作者：泰戈尔
译者：水石山房主人
In the morning I cast my net into the sea.
清晨，我将渔网撒进大海。
I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect and strange beauty-some shone like a smile, some glistened like tears, and some were flushed like the cheeks of a bride.
我从幽暗的深渊里拉出一些奇形异色的东西——有的明亮如微笑，有的闪烁如泪花，有的像新娘的脸颊一样绯红。
When with the day's burden I went home, my love was sitting in the garden idly tearing the leaves of a flower.
当我带着一天的重担回到家，我的爱人正坐在花园里悠闲地扯着花叶。
I hesitated for a moment, and then placed at her feet all that I had dragged up, and stood silent.
我犹豫片刻，然后将我打捞的所有东西放在她脚下，默默站着。
She glanced at them and said, “What strange things are these? I know not of what use they are!”
她瞟了一眼说道：“这都是些什么鬼东西？我不知道它们有什么用！”
I bowed my head in shame and thought, “I have not fought for these, I did not buy them in the market; they are not fit gifts for her.”
我羞愧地低下头，默想：“我没有为它们奋斗，也不是从集市上买的；它们不配作为礼物送给她。”
Then the whole night through I flung them one by one into the street.
接下来的一整晚，我把它们一件一件扔到街上。
In the morning travellers came; they picked them up and carried them into far countries.
清晨，旅人路过，将它们捡起并带到遥远的异域。
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