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
8 N* H9 B9 ]. z* A# @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.

7 k1 z+ b: c8 c4 _% {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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/ g5 V! k3 z$ G3 K8 k33.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。
0 n9 a) J- B8 VWoman, 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。　　　　
" M: o; \- K6 T' Z; Y9 B9 I它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
% @" {" f$ O* e6 a/ \3 Q  h& oIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

% z5 T" S/ |/ N) x4 u7 i35.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。
2 {$ b( ^0 h0 B' y: @+ sThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
$ A& E. L9 x5 w+ V8 rSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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# n9 j( e  P2 N4 D* B6 ^$ q36.我有群星在天上，
5 ^+ Y- |/ e6 F$ A% n" h但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
3 ^# \& e' z, a. _I have my stars in the sky.
8 D) D3 f8 y9 D" U7 [' HBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

1 Y" r6 u% G, v1 H% _. s5 |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.
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。
, ]; ?: g0 g3 z9 x( q4 z( z( nGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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: u" b  Y0 M7 A) x. y& Y0 A: p5 R39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

* b: X& Q) t2 `# F0 v2 E40.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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/ X. d8 P/ Q$ s# o- l41.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，
  r& ]) N+ A/ B" @0 n4 }, u2 M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。”
( n$ j& f" u" b: v! w3 s/ X# IWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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$ ~% b+ }+ z" R+ e1 E" }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.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
: Y/ K& w7 A( o7 T; tSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
* o, y% ?1 C, T' V+ W' q居中的却远而避之。
% W8 d' z+ {0 t0 T* {: h! XThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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.

; p3 O3 V+ Y. _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.

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。
! n4 R* Y2 H% c# Q( WWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
" b5 z! a" R3 ]8 W/ U5 MThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

' e& p0 r- y: `7 W* p( j51.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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8 `. `) J6 h. S' c+ w52.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。
) N8 t4 i2 y7 f8 N& K! X0 mLove! 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。
# }$ Q3 X* n& u! [; k  vThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
. e  ]) R' p+ D. A+ i  T" dfirefly 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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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$ g( C* n& Y9 w2 r4 e* @8 W: t56.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.

1 C- y2 w( f3 A* D2 Q( d' w( y9 b57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
7 H% C2 |; ?' Q# z- i! H9 c* F. {The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

$ Y. n" }, E! I58.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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
9 W% F% l/ M6 DThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
! g; Z6 ~# L, ]! f. l7 [1 n8 b8 pI 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