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# I+ L+ ~( d) B2 [4 @8 T3 h各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
2 w( r* _4 f* Y; d/ HWhen 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 v# u5 t" N$ ~/ Q32.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。
% P1 h1 g4 @4 Y1 @( i/ R6 vLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

- O& _5 i: a3 X/ b33.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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1 d# q; q( P, y% G2 P34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
, F& r! H6 `. _# W它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
4 T7 O$ X; L: `, GOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
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，
% [" B3 f8 b: k$ p但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
- n+ a7 {) p5 f9 @2 \7 ^6 WI have my stars in the sky.
) O! e; b: y# q& t$ w7 _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.
: F5 d' [9 r1 Y3 @: a, lWash thy soul with silence.

6 _9 d2 Y% f! g: I" j! o7 {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.

$ g% N5 ~: m5 }6 _/ E39.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。
& n! \1 ]( y2 }The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
6 W/ I+ w+ n; z. X# ~9 F: D$ SCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

9 y4 v. `' W: Y3 C, {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.
3 }/ U3 W1 i& c; M3 |* p( Y3 zMy 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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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。
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，
$ w5 V5 {. e" D8 H- w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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7 D0 s+ i. s2 f/ s3 N5 x# E$ }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。”
7 F! D6 e8 h% c; O7 P6 mWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
9 o+ m8 _3 b8 C. D6 RI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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, G3 v1 G8 o2 v6 ^7 _7 X! u44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
5 F3 a: O9 b. Q1 Q" T* g% X( WBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

3 l: r) K! u0 Z% j45.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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

, b5 `' r1 {! |& V47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
' s+ g- U2 _' `. P; W9 [The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

8 E+ K8 R1 K+ j- \8 F5 ]& c48.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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5 I% l# g; w2 j; S2 _; Y- a4 T49.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.

: p1 g0 {, {( U( I5 ~9 q- ^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。”
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。
% b' Y' ^' ]+ YThe 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
) [0 Z& f$ F$ x( ~' f; q2 BI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。
( N9 H: B+ ^6 `: ]) x0 \The 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。
' r- x. E9 Y. l' W- IIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

! B0 |' o3 S2 N0 f55.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.
. a9 P$ f: ~8 l# A* i: e! YI hear the voice of their wings.

9 A8 ^* G) Q9 y4 q# k5 P' o1 ~56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
) w& I# G7 a& d, Z- A2 JThe 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
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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?

  {, i: A% g! g, `; H8 E0 F" Z8 T59.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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
3 ]+ A* r+ d( p! ^8 D# ?$ c( Tfilled 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
! l$ v, S2 s/ N/ B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