日期：2007-11-30 CLIII Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep： A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground； Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love, A dateless lively heat, still... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CLIV The little Love-god lying once asleep, Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keep Came tripping by； but in her maiden hand The fairest votary took up that fire Which many legions of true heart... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE HOME I PACED alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser. The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, and the widowed land, whose harvest had been reaped, lay silent. Suddenly a boy's shri... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 ON THE SEASHORE ON the seashore of endless worlds children meet. The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances. They build their houses with s... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE SOURCE THE sleep that flits on baby's eyesdoes anybody know from where it comes？ Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two shy buds of encha... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE SOURCE THE sleep that flits on baby's eyesdoes anybody know from where it comes？ Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two shy buds of encha... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 BABY'S WAY IF baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he does not leave us. He loves to rest his head on mother's bosom, and cannot ever bear to lose sight of her. Baby knows all manner of wise words, t... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE UNHEEDED PAGEANT AH, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered your sweet limbs with that little red tunic？ You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard, tottering and tumbling as you run. But who was it coloured... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 SLEEP-STEALER WHO stole sleep from baby's eyes？ I must know. Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water from the village near by. It was noon. The children's playtime was over； the ducks in the pond were silent. The shepherd boy... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE BEGINNING WHERE have I come from, where did you pick me up？ the baby asked its mother. She answered half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast, You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling. You were in the dolls of... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 BABY'S WORLD I WISH I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby's very own world. I know it has stars that talk to him, and a sky that stoops down to his face to amuse him with its silly clouds and rainbows. Those who make believe to be dumb... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 WHEN AND WHY WHEN I bring you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tintswhen I give coloured toys to you, my child. When I sing to make you dance, I truly know... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 DEFAMATION WHY are those tears in your eyes, my child？ How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing？ You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writingis that why they call you dirty？ O, fie！ Would they dare to call the fu... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE JUDGE SAY of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults？ When I must p... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 PLAYTHINGS CHILD, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning. I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig. I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by the hour. Perhaps you glance at me and... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE ASTRONOMER I ONLY said, When in the evening the round full moon gets entangled among the branches of that Kadam tree, couldn't somebody catch it？ But dd [elder brother] laughed at me and said, Baby, you are the silliest child I have ever known.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CLOUDS AND WAVES MOTHER, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me We play from the time we wake till the day ends. We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon. I ask, But, how am I to get up to you？ They answer, Come to the... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE CHAMPA FLOWER SUPPOSING I became a champa flower, just for fun, and grew on a branch high up that tree, and shook in the wind with laughter and danced upon the newly budded leaves, would you know me, mother？ You would call, Baby, where are you... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 FAIRYLAND IF people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanish into the air. The walls are of white silver and the roof of shining gold. The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards, and she wears a jewel that cost all the wealth o... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 THE LAND OF THE EXILE MOTHER, the light has grown grey in the sky； I do not know what the time is. There is no fun in my play, so I have come to you. It is Saturday, our holiday. Leave off your work, mother； sit here by the window and tell me wher... 阅读全文>>