Gitanjali: Ocean of Forms

I dive down into the depth of the ocean of forms, hoping to gain the perfect pearl of the formless.
我跳进形象海洋的深处，希望能得到那无形象的完美的珍珠。

No more sailing from harbour to harbour with this my weather-beaten boat. The days are long passed when my sport was to be tossed on waves.
我不再以我的旧船去走遍海港，我乐于弄潮的日子早已过去了。

And now I am eager to die into the deathless.
现在我渴望死于不死之中。

Into the audience hall by the fathomless abyss where swells up the music of toneless strings I shall take this harp of my life.
我要拿起我的生命的弦琴，进入无底深渊旁边，那座涌出无调的乐音的广厅。

I shall tune it to the notes of forever, and when it has sobbed out its last

utterance, lay down my silent harp at the feet of the silent.
我要调拨我的琴弦，和永恒的乐音合拍，当它呜咽出最后的声音时，就把我静默的琴儿放在静默的脚边。


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