頌詩譯選
華冠
一個花圈的冠冕配得的頌讚，
頌讚是配得的我向你呈獻，
我獻給你，你知我所有道路，
我生活的道路就是彎彎曲曲，
實是死的，不是活：因生命是正直，
像一條直線，永遠引向你，
向你，你遠超過詐欺，
超越詐欺似乎勝於樸實。
求賜我樸實，我就能活出，
活出並像你，我就知你道路，
知道並遵行：我就能呈獻，
用這貧乏花圈，獻你頌讚冠冕。
A Wreath
A wreathed garland of deserved praise,
Of praise deserved, unto thee I give,
I give to thee, who knowest all my ways,
My crooked winding ways, wherein I live,
Wherein I die, not live: for life is straight,
Straight as a line, and ever tends to thee,
To thee, who art more far above deceit,
Than deceit seems above simplicity.
Give me simplicity, that I may live,
So live and like, that I may know thy ways,
Know them and practise them: then shall I give
For this poor wreath, give thee a crown of praise.
George Herbert, 1593-1633
English religious poet
