作者：泰戈尔

译者：水石山房主人（仗剑书生）

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罗网何其坚固，但当我试图冲决它们时心就剧痛。

我只要自由，但对自由的期盼让我感到羞愧。

我确信无价之宝在你那里，而你是我最好的朋友，但我不忍心清除我满屋的浮华装饰。

灰尘与死亡之衣裹着我；我恨它，却又依恋地将其裹紧。

我的债务繁多，我的失败巨大，我的耻辱隐秘而沉重；但当我祈福时，我战栗不安，生怕我的祈求得到满足。

原文：

Obstinateare the trammels, but my heart aches when I try to break them.

Freedom is all I want, but to hope for it I feel ashamed.

I am certain that priceless wealth is in thee, and that thou art my best friend, but I have not the heart to sweep away the tinsel that fills my room.

The shroud that covers me is a shroud of dust and death; I hate it, yet hug it in love.

My debts are large, my failures great, my shame secret and heavy; yet when I come to ask for my good, I quake in fear lest my prayer be granted.