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。
When 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.
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3 V7 K+ @; E2 k$ I/ S/ N32.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。
  t9 i& P2 o& k+ Q2 f, `Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

- l) i; P5 _6 E* m33.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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) m' U& P! S+ C$ T- O- g34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
" b/ V" |  u) c' x9 \, ]3 h# kIt 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.
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36.我有群星在天上，
+ O5 o) N: p; I" Z% \6 r5 y但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
, U( l0 m( X$ Q  ]3 z0 vI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
4 c2 k1 N) L8 {! ?9 x( x8 ?5 sWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

2 N, j5 y& \3 c# ]  K$ J2 D39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
9 X, |# [! d' k) H, _% z6 m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.
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.
8 P3 Z2 ]( D, k* `4 g' LMy 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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/ C0 J) x9 ?; p! j. z41.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。
+ \: K4 v- m, F- f$ WGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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42.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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
, y$ H+ n4 J, w, t) HI 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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
" T3 X% j; h- q* cWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
2 I/ p; S8 J9 lI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: X- K+ j2 k1 v& B3 u0 m, rBy 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。
" {1 c3 ~+ X- i6 P9 I3 {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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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* t8 Y+ Q- u9 h( t47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
7 c( Y9 r; F. e6 \: wThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

$ H2 F3 @1 I$ O- H. \$ {48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
4 p- Y. y8 ?7 _$ x" k4 yThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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& h/ b$ y2 B# A2 N2 a. _8 @' \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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
$ e1 R& w- ~, ~I can see your face and know you as bliss.

0 ]1 B# s* t; G4 O5 _& D53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
, W/ x8 K3 r5 [% b天上的星不回答它。
% q: o& z3 R4 g6 y4 TThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
' a2 u$ [% \7 _& D6 dIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
% M4 V7 ~. z2 E4 u3 zThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

" e3 x$ {) a$ v& v, ?56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
8 r, n5 W; g5 y$ T' p$ z- jThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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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
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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?

8 l# D: _9 m8 h% [& X- G, p59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought 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。
3 o/ Y( W9 U- G) ~  M. nI 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
: X( Y9 y- _# s+ g# J& M“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
/ f) m. Q) [5 Z8 h/ ~5 b2 m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