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 O$ C+ B6 |. i8 L0 l  x9 i$ C各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
. C& y, Q( `7 ^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.

5 Y, E0 [. b, {- s6 ~* R- O32.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。
3 g- e* P6 R5 q4 K# yLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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  G6 R) C8 e# G$ f  m33.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。
* Q2 z9 s9 I7 O: z: w( b6 hWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

/ x& z8 Y4 A7 I) E34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
$ Q+ N: w) M0 o  N6 I0 _+ dOne 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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3 q- b8 U( |" y& v# S, C0 X35.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。
+ X! {+ P- j! R$ f! S5 e' x) nThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
* B6 F/ f2 U7 qSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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. r! O$ F8 x- G% }7 _36.我有群星在天上，
' n# r) K' B* W' v  r5 d, \但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
: B# A: c9 Z* WBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
$ ~1 I4 N9 a( j1 N用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
- r* J3 O, {# s1 j* b, D. SWash 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。
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。
0 h8 H+ s1 y" F+ U. J' Q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.
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  c( J' t/ r3 x" d9 [  s40.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.
7 V0 M1 @4 t# iMy 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.

- c4 }/ z5 q9 m' C, g42.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.
2 ^1 @* ]/ G. |6 ZI 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？”
3 ^$ S' |; Q! Y0 k4 H+ w2 d+ ^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.
3 R7 _9 e1 X; G+ O3 k# P" KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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! X* O  U( f+ C, P* |4 y" K5 D44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
) j7 E5 c% W; M! k7 wBy 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.

1 }& f6 m. t  o6 w7 e+ r, v6 m46.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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. c0 J2 t: Y! e# P' H" I' {/ C47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
2 {2 N7 w+ n1 [: }7 t% E' h6 ]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。
  m9 v/ [3 m0 \0 L, W% WPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

+ q& A. c2 S/ p# ^. s. x7 Q& B49.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。
" L& N7 N6 A# a! h: RWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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) W* q5 v# V/ g51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
. b7 S# n" \: h5 {The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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( n7 S8 n. f2 N5 S" L# h6 U7 P" N52.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.

6 k# P8 k. A! F$ i+ y" h9 |( x% G53.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。
* Q% G% q; t' a5 e/ S7 K# |% p, iThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
! r9 E4 f; ~9 |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。
) k6 o+ L+ F0 q( m6 x+ ^5 yIn 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.
4 N1 d$ B0 `6 s/ t: YI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
: i+ @1 O+ ]& a9 M) s' WThe 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。
7 L) ~: B+ P; W, m9 XThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

3 S8 x% a! s# @! m" b$ _+ C% V; R8 c( 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？
/ P) ~, Y& U) E# S. n& Z  _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.

5 O( a$ c$ O% m60.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
4 Y' w4 Q  x/ t8 D* {; t5 afilled 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
, E9 n/ F" m' k# v3 _1 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