在大海的怀抱
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中文
海之怀中
第二次赴西方之旅。写作此诗时，他大概正在渡海途中。
蓝天之上飘浮着无数云朵——
白的、黑的、蛇形的深浅不一；
一轮橘色的太阳，即将告别，
以道道红光触摸那团团云影。
风随心所欲地吹，如飓风一般
时而雕刻形状，时而将其拆散：
幻想、色彩、形态、惰性的造物——
万千景象，虽真实，却如梦似幻。
那边轻云铺展，堆积如弹松的棉絮； 再看一条巨蛇，接着一头雄狮；
又见一对恋人相拥相依。
一切最终消散在蒸腾的天际。
下方，大海奏响了多变的乐章，
但不宏伟，哦印度，也不振奋人心：
你那广受赞颂的水波，宁静地低吟，
以抚慰的节奏，没有粗砺的喧嚣。
English
ON THE SEA'S BOSOM
second trip to the West. At the time of writing it, he was probably crossing
In blue sky floats a multitude of clouds—
White, black, of snaky shades and thicknesses;
An orange sun, about to say farewell,
Touches the massed cloud-shapes with streaks of red.
The wind blows as it lists, a hurricane
Now carving shapes, now breaking them apart:
Fancies, colours, forms, inert creations—
A myriad scenes, though real, yet fantastic.
There light clouds spread, heaping up spun cotton; See next a huge snake, then a strong lion;
Again, behold a couple locked in love.
All vanish, at last, in the vapoury sky.
Below, the sea sings a varied music,
But not grand, O India, nor ennobling:
Thy waters, widely praised, murmur serene
In soothing cadence, without a harsh roar.
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