THE CHILD-ANGEL
They clamour and fight， they doubt and despair， they know no end to their wranglings.
Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light， my child， unflickering and pure， and delight them into silence.
They are cruel in their greed and their envy， their words are like hidden knives thirsting for blood.
Go and stand amidst their scowling hearts， my child， and let your gentle eyes fall upon them like the forgiving peace of the evening over the strife of the day.
Let them see your face， my child， and thus know the meaning of all things； let them love you and thus love each other.
Come and take your seat in the bosom of the limitless， my child. At sunrise open and raise your heart like a blossoming flower， and at sunset bend your head and in silence complete the worship of the day.
孩子天使
他们喧哗争斗，他们怀疑失望，他们辩论而没有结果。
我的孩子，让你的生命到他们当中去，如一线镇定而纯洁之光，使他们愉悦而沉默。
他们的贪心和妒忌是残忍的；他们的话，好像暗藏的刀刃，渴欲饮血。
我的孩子，去，去站在他们愤懑的心中，把你的和善的眼光落在他们上面，好像那傍晚的宽宏大量的和平，覆盖着日间的骚扰一样。
我的孩子，让他们望着你的脸，因此能够知道一切事物的意义；让他们爱你，因此使他们也能相爱。
来，坐在无垠的胸膛上，我的孩子。在朝阳出来时，开放而且抬起你的心，像一朵盛开的花；在夕阳落下时，低下你的头，默默地做完这一天的礼拜。
THE LAST BARGAIN
“Come and hire me，” I cried， while in the morning I was walking on the stonepaved road.
Sword in hand， the King came in his chariot.
He held my hand and said， “I will hire you with my power.”
But his power counted for nought， and he went away in his chariot.
In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
I wandered along the crooked lane.
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
He pondered and said， “I will hire you with my money.”
He weighed his coin one by one， but I turned away.
It was evening. The garden hedge was all aflower.
The fair maid came out and said， “I will hire you with a smile.”
Her smile paled and melted into tears， and she went back alone into the dark.
The sun glistened on the sand， and the sea waves broke waywardly.
A child sat playing with shells.
He raised his head and seemed to know me， and said， “I hire you with nothing.”
From thenceforward that bargain struck in child's play made me a free man.
最后的买卖
早晨，我在石铺的路上走时，我叫道：“谁来雇用我呀。”
皇帝坐着马车，手里拿着剑走来。
他拉着我的手，说道：“我要用权力来雇用你。”
但是他的权力算不了什么，他坐着马车走了。
正午炎热的时候，家家户户的门都闭着。
我沿着屈曲的小巷走去。
一个老人带着一袋金钱走出来。
他斟酌了一下，说道：“我要用金钱来雇用你。”
他一个一个地数着他的钱，但我却转身离去了。
黄昏了。花园的篱上满开着花。
美人走出来，说道：“我要用微笑来雇用你。”
她的微笑黯淡了，化成泪容了，她孤寂地回身走进黑暗里去。
太阳照耀在沙地上，海波任性地浪花四溅。
一个小孩坐在那里玩贝壳。
他抬起头来，好像认识我似的，说道：“我雇你不用什么东西。”
在这个小孩的游戏中做成的买卖，使我从此以后成了一个自由的人。