泰戈尔诗7

llhn123456

３１.当我到这里那里旅行着时，路呀，我厌倦你了；当是现在，当你引导我到
' ~. o$ p9 ?* e! l3 w' E, W各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
0 F7 R& {" [: p! JWhen I travelled to here and to there, I was tired of thee, O Road,but now when thou leadest me to everywhere I am wedded to thee in love.

7 `: O4 U8 r, h% ?+ O32.让我设想，在群星之中，有一颗星是指导着我的生命通过不可知的黑暗的。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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33.妇人，你用了你美丽的手指，触着我的什物，秩序便如音乐似的生出来了。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
- F8 t: y- p" A它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
$ i, r- C, }2 q; m# [It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 K/ y) V2 N, s% h; f7 {' M用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
5 Z$ g$ w; a# B* k9 sGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
) e# h- B. v1 R/ [- i* c4 [出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
8 U! x+ Q. R0 d( p0 V$ e0 R$ gCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

5 v, G- H+ C3 M1 D2 K: {40.我的思想随着这些闪耀的绿叶而闪耀；我的心灵因了这日光的抚触而歌唱；我的生命因为偕了万物一同浮泛在空间的蔚蓝，时间的墨黑而感到欢快.
My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.

41.神的巨大的威权是在柔和的微（风思）里，而不在狂风暴雨之中。
" G1 f. Q; c: w& F3 ]God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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3 y3 o! V( L9 F42.在梦中，一切事都散漫着，都压着我，但这不过是一个梦呀。但我醒来时，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
2 ]) ?/ p9 O7 \  T) lThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
6 a$ d) j6 j. _9 tI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
8 o4 b* C+ B+ O5 \; z瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

4 \! E- \# R% N1 \$ c6 N4 h44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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# `' F# |. |/ Y' R- m' R45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
$ U! g! r. s3 F居中的却远而避之。
4 p4 a9 s8 @6 F, k1 O% OThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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" l- w( c* K; f5 d# D0 q1 I( S2 l47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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; ]+ ~$ [4 _! T; j* a48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
* u, b: j' R( L, q% K" o' QPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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49.当我们以我们的充实为乐时，那末，我们便能很快乐地跟我们的果实分手了。
5 x& q8 T$ L0 @, e2 c. y& xWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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' k; ?: r2 T* _7 R50.雨点吻着大地，微语道：“我们是你的思家的孩子，母亲，现在从天上回到你这里来了。”
: n. q8 j5 J3 m9 |0 D9 \The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' O  V$ z+ V" Y7 ~9 k1 I: IThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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. T1 |+ ~: G7 }+ ^( a( h: @# T! i52.爱情呀，当你手里拿着点亮了的痛苦之灯走来时，我能够看见你的脸，而且以你为幸福。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
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54.在黄昏的微光里，有那清晨的鸟儿来到了我的沉默的鸟巢里。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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% I8 a( {1 S$ H  h  I56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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; v( m5 u  Q3 H3 I57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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. N( V9 H& ]' r& z0 y- ^58.压迫着我的，到底是我的想要外出的灵魂呢，还是那世界的灵魂，敲着我心的门，想要进来呢？
That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open,or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?
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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
' T5 V3 u# b  g$ k+ }! ]7 k: N5 X# eThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
" Y; g; @; D- k2 |+ L5 u很喜欢泰戈尔的散文诗。

t192424

说到泰戈尔，你要把他的那篇“萤火虫”带来才好

t192424

你对谁，也不负债蒙恩……的那首