his little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,and hast breathed through its melodies eternally new.At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.Ages pass,and still thou pourest,and still there is room to fill.(你已经使我永生，这是你的欢乐之举。这薄脆的杯儿，你不断倒空它，又不断以新生命充补。你携这小苇笛翻山越谷，笛管里，响永远新鲜的音乐。于你不朽安抚下，我那小小的心，消融到永恒的快乐之中，发出难辨的词调。你无穷赐注入我小小的手里。时代过去了，你依然故旧，仍不能充补满这空虚。)”

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