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
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.
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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。
/ H( `% B, f6 a: K9 ]. VLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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2 s1 U. V7 t6 ^* @( t33.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。
, R+ y2 e; ~/ `3 V1 g; u: G3 eWoman, 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。　　　　
& i9 G  U( [3 T它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  a) [8 g: r: k0 M  v8 u) HOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
* i5 ~9 }% q: S+ d2 p) ~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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
+ s2 m% R: m, v+ S3 R- BI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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/ C7 c2 Y0 q3 `9 F37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
. s) |- b2 \% W8 F- a用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
* t$ m+ N& {4 m3 r, a) @$ rThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
1 C9 Q* `* ?3 s5 ]9 ~+ o# SWash thy soul with silence.

- L7 Q: ~# W2 E+ c38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
$ a" A+ m/ B7 d) S6 ]7 SGaps 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 p, z% s0 S; K# f2 m出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
/ K( F) A9 `! AThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
  n( Z5 A+ u1 B/ j4 lCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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1 Z' w* P1 {+ s3 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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* ^- S5 N. I$ {" S; k# k2 |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.

. x# A1 B  J2 J; h. F2 L42.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，
: _1 f! N; p: ]8 r  |我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
  ^2 r! @# X1 x8 ?8 N# z3 RThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
* W+ Q5 d' ?. KI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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$ w" `- h* G! k43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- x- P0 k6 p) D7 W# |+ Z6 K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.
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  W9 m1 |$ f2 R6 ]5 y44.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。
8 A. ]; ~- q, @* mSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, X! @0 {% M( b. u" T居中的却远而避之。
- k5 Q3 N/ c. F) ~2 ^; _. SThe 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。
" G5 D6 f  u" w; w: I& A& O$ YThe 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。
" }0 @: z8 s6 L. E5 u: p; 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。
4 ~+ e- R0 Y# _# l$ e- c- p0 LWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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# b/ l1 ?# p: F. y50.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。”
3 P& s4 R$ b5 a3 I% w# NThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
- s. T4 V& K9 ^0 w' kchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

$ X) S4 l* ]; S/ s$ i51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
# m" E; J7 H- m6 C% c8 AThe 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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. M. ]' V2 x2 x" F0 `; E53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
+ u) g; a2 z3 M' `7 P天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" _% |# i% M4 V$ v4 q% v$ Bfirefly 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。
0 Q! K" ^) H+ GIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
4 i) E, m" p- B: z! lthe nest of my silence.
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; Y; A. ]6 v* k0 ?3 ]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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2 y$ {3 t& n  {9 w7 `# D56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
/ X8 z- p# i' V/ aThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

& v! @. ~. N+ f; V+ B7 H57.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
1 I; }) E1 P& t0 `  nin songs.
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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？
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?

0 _6 W* W5 k& C$ t59.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.

60.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
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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
+ Z, H- l# v2 H; u$ ?" A, K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