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.

32.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。
# y1 ^# V1 ~1 OLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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: C0 e6 Q# f& d. X! G5 Q33.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。　　　　
1 a& \% m4 u: r7 ?& c它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
% Z: ?( [. r" Q- n! L# ?/ T  EOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- W7 z" F/ x3 F' A4 _% c0 L6 g7 L- CIt 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。
( y' }3 Q- I) Z4 Y9 fThe 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.
7 Q. y3 @' }& R4 k- |% I* jBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ X! R8 v" O6 uThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
& V& H% l. \/ _, S& ]# `Wash thy soul with silence.
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& f% L- Y& u, _38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
$ [  n3 g# P" f8 yGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.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。
/ r6 r% Y1 P; E3 l, ]3 mThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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& |% Y3 Z" g( w' x3 V' y, R+ L4 F40.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.
$ e9 B$ N# W6 S9 o3 ~- SMy 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.

. S$ l6 B3 N+ v- w41.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。
God'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，
0 Q; [) r' ~* h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.
I 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.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。
( Y% n: G8 J+ E* Q  a; kSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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# d6 V" ]. A1 g46.大的不怕与小的同游。
9 U1 V4 [% n/ c/ G" {& m. q居中的却远而避之。
$ r, c' j$ s" G. b+ n' T  L  |" z: ZThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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+ \3 j; o8 g) @( m3 {- r+ B  p47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
; F' e0 l. k1 F5 p5 ]3 wThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

! z, }3 j# y/ K! l9 J48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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9 |* g0 i' Y' A9 G# c50.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。”
, H/ ]$ ?& M- `% L0 N( S# ]The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

/ S+ Z" U4 \) n) a; N, x9 [51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
, ~1 `' x3 u% T, TThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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+ F+ E+ S: @/ _, A52.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。
& j1 _! p7 T! I+ M1 [$ r% aLove! 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。
3 ^0 a3 D0 f; o! v: LThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
' E% V, I) A' w; x% V! sfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

8 U) V" L* Z0 D$ Y54.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。
) A, _) L1 y5 g% PIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
0 `* g% P' S2 K/ _( |. _4 h2 V. N1 @9 qthe nest of my silence.

8 D2 w" E/ }! {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.
' l1 S$ Y$ I  t2 H* k7 xI hear the voice of their wings.
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6 A2 i/ Z, u$ ?5 m56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
, }! \$ }! p, G8 b& z, IThe 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？
! }+ B. e: Q2 V+ e2 `" GThat 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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# E* I+ y% o6 @3 _59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
7 g/ T: T3 r. V& ZThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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3 M! p5 g2 w, B% a5 N60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
0 W/ x* g3 h5 j; M) ^, KI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
9 N: e+ ]2 e2 M. A“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
( m" c6 Y! }  D* |* Y8 c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