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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
1 T6 e& P1 A; D/ o3 l! n. wWhen 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.

3 i2 k% K6 i! Q5 G32.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。
( t( @( z' \4 `, j  `. A/ mWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

! k4 [3 `7 N$ ?3 f; q$ r34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
, }( w3 [9 I& b* i% C: s它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
' h) E' k# ^5 E( D& r+ wOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
7 m+ L$ e6 {  g7 i0 K) x0 Y# M5 a  pIt 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。
6 g: t  N5 u/ ^. y4 j! c; P# yThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

2 O8 D- m" ?0 b0 T36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
9 T# f- \  R0 B4 f3 J2 X. OI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* t6 C5 h* M- T5 M8 \用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
( Z; W5 c# g" E* @, JThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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) w! B3 V2 M0 D, {4 q( L# R1 g38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
' B( `# {, f2 o! \Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

) H7 q# m) ]+ g8 h9 J39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
$ F9 @9 `) i5 |0 YThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
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, i! F5 u0 H/ [" H. E41.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。
3 b6 ~8 R. j. k! m6 `, yGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

) M! _  E7 G: W  N  ?6 K2 t2 X42.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。
8 H. o4 v1 @& M& U2 E; w* [This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
1 I% z, Z* `% |* a0 a: F) M" zI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

: I7 ~. I7 d4 |- e" F' @/ y" ^* E/ J5 S43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
9 Q, k5 M! Q2 l9 \& {) j$ K3 k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.
. f8 O9 F; y" t% M; FI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

6 ^2 t& |. t# B  j2 Q6 ~+ F3 S& G44.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.

45.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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6 y- {1 J0 y. {, C46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
+ C+ {% ?3 i( T* vPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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9 @, I3 f' g8 y0 b49.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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0 P: [9 K8 w4 O/ Z6 ?50.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。”
7 }% p! L" U! |The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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6 {( W8 I/ Z) ^- K' @+ n  `51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
* M$ e' j) w7 K5 ~The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

52.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。
5 t" J! T8 `3 u& `4 ~* [0 {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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/ k3 c  J; F! N# `& F+ _; F53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
( B- q  d  Z% r, z天上的星不回答它。
* I& B' ]6 d1 B$ SThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ u' j# M0 b; f) m! F' e& z" Ufirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
) V( e, I2 O5 l( nIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
: f& D: ^6 \3 O2 `; [( |* Ythe nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
6 j* M7 r9 p- M+ |, q1 Y$ h6 c7 t9 R我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- h: Y1 I! r2 ~0 T- g% nI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.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.

57.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.

" R9 m; i' U! B58.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？
- Y) D/ U6 z/ E8 p5 m5 j1 M  hThat 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。
) N+ D2 S  L- hThought 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
' [9 e3 r  {6 i1 K0 Y' a5 I7 bfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
3 O9 @) P3 B" ?) ?“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# _7 P% ]- }: _* m0 s* \. H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