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
" Y4 T! w/ N& m+ ]各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
+ y' s& @0 h) y; F5 s& d8 OWhen 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。
5 k( G5 Q6 H6 r! z- y) uLet 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.

+ y  Z7 r' C. k5 l  O34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
0 a/ U& O# q* K3 j& l& Q% MIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

) Z$ p7 Y1 i2 ~; D  u, X1 i35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
1 t. ^7 P% m9 `/ b; X; `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.
' B8 y/ |2 z) z0 y. o) WSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
3 n4 a7 M% p: L7 t( H但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' D6 N: x( L; P" h; p1 r用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
8 D8 k0 y* K) u( X6 M, ]The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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; d4 n" j8 b" W* A$ s. m38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! ?" h! H( K* F2 n% k( o+ \3 g% ZGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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7 `1 F: W- W- q39.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。
' X, s% \3 c4 e. V5 \, ?' ]The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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+ T# ^! [2 v. Z4 h1 q7 }1 K40.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.
/ o, |* i% o# L8 TMy 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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0 ]7 A) m% _' h+ w+ J, f41.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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- |+ r, e* g  @9 I6 C42.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。
* N- s  n" W. Q" B0 J# UThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
" F  ^9 w( _, t- r) ~5 @I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
2 q) f) }9 ]  X: z. O4 b" g瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
+ k/ D. \1 y: U3 C6 [: \Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
3 ]1 Q0 X4 b8 k( H, ?. wI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
0 a, S: H' N9 W# O7 R$ u) |3 JBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

+ A- T) C, K. C( Z! |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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, f- z! C* v6 x! `/ b0 {% N1 M居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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9 C; Z/ T+ S5 M47.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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  K3 C/ Z" q4 t& G, E7 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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" R  z7 q1 E2 ]3 T3 I4 S49.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.

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。”
& E. F9 m) T) _- }/ cThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

. \3 e4 c6 R+ q) D2 p51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' \& J3 b3 S& K3 e$ K% eThe 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,
I 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。”
) m9 F. w* z5 b6 n7 P/ [天上的星不回答它。
, U; R# w* g9 h' HThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
: q- {1 k* r& o. v. v( Lfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
! v+ P) R! m$ u" Athe nest of my silence.
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6 A. [" Z, ^  E0 W5 B% F55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
' m# ?5 r. z/ f4 Y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
! u- r0 \- |8 O. kI hear the voice of their wings.

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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: g. C! L: {! x" R/ ^The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
+ j% P9 B4 X) P  Y( B9 Nin songs.

, p7 q  I- k1 a; w9 N* P, a/ }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？
* a- s2 F9 A3 ]" LThat 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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# N, F) l9 Y# Y* W3 v0 J7 D# ~59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 ]( U6 G5 ]. g$ s7 ?) MThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

, [1 E. Q+ \6 l4 h60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
5 V2 U& M1 Y8 s1 r  F' w* _+ RI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
  I% }7 I" ]% \6 S1 ~( kfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
) o( ?7 d# P7 a5 \" ]. c“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
! B5 }: V* ^) f+ A; `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