泰戈尔诗7

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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
4 E4 B$ U8 x: P6 i: ~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.

& V& F' e' k. q2 W32.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。
2 e+ Y6 |7 c2 U8 y$ U8 ?Woman, 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。　　　　
  D& [0 ?/ P5 U' }) Z1 Q& Z它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
, H: j& j2 y6 T* AIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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  d* x  z7 u- {. C5 U35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
! Q! v" J0 n# P8 [$ H把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
/ v) R  T3 {) t& D+ JThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; V9 x5 x0 O. MSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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7 s3 i3 m# {% k+ D36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
$ t! h9 D2 F, G0 w( U9 ]I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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8 m0 [) S$ m# T( s5 t3 _3 {/ O/ e9 ]37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 j' k5 s. N0 M0 ?7 p; F用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 U. N, |% b: }; A' E6 cWash thy soul with silence.

9 f$ B% M4 J" j38.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.

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。
+ t, e1 g- A+ v  j: X) T# M  ZThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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& _8 d7 ~% q, _, x40.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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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。
- @- ]0 c- s2 T8 ]God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

/ @' K5 T# z- r2 g. V4 M42.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，
; X0 G: G3 }/ L9 ~1 L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.
# c4 e: ?& u5 k$ K4 F$ J0 @# cI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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0 Z6 R  g& v: u5 y43.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.

5 s& l( ^4 p/ x0 Q  X45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
! s1 s+ g/ v+ P4 R. ^! s4 ESilence 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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4 y, }4 D" E$ j. Q0 Y( M$ ]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.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
7 ^" d8 z: \7 Y) n1 hPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

7 u+ K" x  d1 X4 z" R49.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。”
. G+ i5 l% _; K' _' vThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
: v1 g8 V6 M3 [children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

% V3 L$ `* e1 b* Q7 N0 [8 ~3 ]1 w# X51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ w! q! o2 e8 h6 |& Y; nThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

# Z7 @$ u3 D* |; ^% \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,
I 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。
# o: P4 `1 `6 ^2 q5 B0 aThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

" H3 Q% K) p$ h+ ~) j$ K54.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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
6 w- d4 ~" ?7 xthe nest of my silence.

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。
4 J0 b; p& M9 {, x) d6 h$ zThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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# A0 l9 W2 d& h& J2 @7 ^* M56.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.

( S9 Z0 s" m- {3 Q5 r+ Q5 m57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
( a$ ?) X( m4 s8 U, D/ N' y; A& QThe 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？
0 K5 E; V" B5 ~* N9 b; 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
6 S) L3 I8 J( r; `* S7 z2 zThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

% D1 f3 G* x! v, n8 J60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
# O$ v8 k- ?2 E5 U4 `6 Y) u. w( WI 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
7 C2 d0 L1 R/ R1 m0 p) m; U5 t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