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
( S+ `$ D4 X. }8 b& j6 E& ~各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
5 c* j# j) [! Y7 Q$ S0 A- wWhen 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.

' ]" e- a5 \  e. I$ [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.
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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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

6 m9 v/ I, `. a% m34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
' I; |/ L- I5 j. T0 H2 C" i& w! ^9 cOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
' ^9 \& @5 M0 N# u0 E, x) ~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。
! A. K1 D; W! y3 V, I. O2 q; U( {+ [The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
% q# L# u2 U6 dSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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6 k  n) e/ x; [  l# ^36.我有群星在天上，
8 @4 n; Y6 e& I- V1 f  U) N但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
6 b2 P4 D0 v, \) h7 b; |+ xBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

* [& u; v/ ]5 r37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
; X4 y9 I8 q/ q9 rThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
5 T' H! D; k* p$ yWash thy soul with silence.
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! B4 l3 t$ w) L* q* ]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.

4 X! s& @' J- {. K3 ?, R39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
$ a- S. h# |2 O9 I出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
/ ^; G: r5 R( wThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
# A4 y; }* L0 P$ i( h( @/ kCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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# T4 G* x9 D6 l8 {+ u( w4 e! Y7 s( n40.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.

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。
5 g$ H  X" ~7 g/ q0 YGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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.
+ U. g5 E4 d8 j4 ~I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

/ W9 L# a& A! S6 R1 r8 v! L43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
' V+ x7 O7 L4 v" ]瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
' I" G2 U" k( |, x0 U) uWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

+ g( |' c7 ^. O/ T44.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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

8 ?9 T' `5 C' V" z0 l9 P46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
# |3 G7 ^& y; XThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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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- Z: j. I; h* W- G. o1 s48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
4 n" w; }( Y6 F6 r: L9 E7 tPower 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.

2 o# h7 C9 U4 t! S50.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。”
! j$ E' D! s: w$ k1 E, t. V5 z, @The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 k/ ]+ i3 W4 t/ \2 Echildren, 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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$ R  W  O  `3 {3 m+ L52.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。
2 L& v. z5 y0 h3 S$ ?! N6 d8 c  XLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
) Z$ T* e6 r$ ?: s5 ]2 K- UI 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。”
. F. G# Z* A2 {; _2 U天上的星不回答它。
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。
In 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。
9 s& J  V, B6 _( |- B8 tThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
# b4 W  v( m! BI hear the voice of their wings.

: R' ~( V6 @& V56.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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/ R2 f, X0 D4 N! k* H6 f4 d- D57.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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" e" m  w0 q/ E* a: L58.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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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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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
8 L) V* k0 b2 E+ ?0 ^9 u. B# LI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
% h% H7 O% b* h/ _' H5 h, i1 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
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