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。
0 O7 j4 D) O2 p$ i. 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.

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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

! q, X) O1 K* N8 `% t8 Z$ M! A2 U33.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。
8 f# f6 p$ L( E# w5 T* cWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
) `) [$ b- ?8 O0 c! x" FOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
1 k& n5 l8 D/ W5 G/ N' h2 y. G+ _It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

. I  T2 v/ l) m9 A35.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.
+ r, ^) g/ J0 V4 G% }! wBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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; i: o( A# r( k! n1 G8 J7 s! _37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( m& E1 U9 Q5 ]  R. I+ ^) d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。
6 f3 ]: B1 T6 _" F/ [/ Q2 w* O* vGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

1 c/ d- T' q& _# j39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
2 I4 \' U* j/ e+ K& M4 ?: T! K0 y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 y( y  x8 D+ l: B4 T4 C- ]& DCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

8 F% A4 M6 _- x2 l9 D, S/ \. W40.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.
0 A0 a! N+ O. z. T7 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.

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。
* T* \1 a3 t% P4 G* ^2 W- j% kGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

" C7 e8 ?- I3 ?- [. F# b42.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，
  y1 j  ?: J0 A5 V5 D0 ]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？”
. ]) ~6 x% Z/ ?6 W# w+ ?$ S; l瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
: v' d, ^. c9 i+ [4 `Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
! e- E$ N$ R5 @% |' [, YI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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2 d+ Y2 L# b" u! Z% a$ J' ^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。
, R9 f  D; ?6 D# Z2 JSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

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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+ b. n; n. F* E+ y9 z47.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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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# v- A% `  m5 U& [  |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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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。”
- D$ Q" I) x% ?The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
& _9 _+ |5 @4 Z4 fchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

% w" Z+ ?+ K2 M' a( F' K51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
8 }5 `, l# A6 \. ~5 K8 B# W0 i8 `7 PThe 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。
/ R, n( w! N' b! M8 H* k. PLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ @$ ~' j" l$ U4 b" x" rI 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。
, H2 _# \) ]& y# PThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly 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。
7 T& w+ r, \3 `  ?9 p0 Q& t! qIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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( t( d& ~$ u7 N, i* B$ W55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
5 X1 p  F% x) r  p我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
8 m8 {) e2 R  j- Q1 rThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- T  k; F" U) U* h& ?1 K% xI 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.
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9 j" J5 H% A: [, \57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
1 Q: T1 W2 h/ b) N$ ^+ K$ |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?
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; c5 _$ v, r" B) v+ Z+ B; s0 ?59.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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5 o: p$ Y( \( m0 p% ^# J, y- z' C60.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
filled with love.

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
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