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。
$ U$ ?) Q: x& n* h! |* \" pWhen 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。
8 s7 y; v) k, N* ], ]0 g+ u. ^Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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4 M! n- i  ^( 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。
Woman, 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。　　　　
( p( v1 D: H9 F: _/ d: M* V它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One 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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0 t) v; h- O+ s35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
1 {  u/ F% _9 n把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
$ _' ^9 J, }% c# YThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
0 L% P" k7 U. s/ W& ESave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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. J# ?% U1 J4 X* u36.我有群星在天上，
4 _3 V2 @3 N. @4 `但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
7 I2 j( s5 r4 n* DI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
& t% |) A4 ?, l' z" S  FThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
; x3 q8 a- B! d* n, b9 ]5 U5 KWash thy soul with silence.
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) m) a$ v2 `* E38.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.

1 v& D( Q& k; S% i( V39.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.
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40.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.
. g; M4 A4 X* N7 HMy 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。
( o% j1 T+ }5 b" f+ gGod'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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
6 P" F) A; `0 A4 b" f8 rThis 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.

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。”
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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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: ^  r) d7 Y0 s; ]0 qBy 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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
8 ~% Q) z( F, ^居中的却远而避之。
0 c6 `1 u* z. D& s  ~- Q: E0 A, E. cThe 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。
5 |& a( j% m3 P0 T7 Y+ q8 Y. XThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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2 O$ f, y$ C3 O6 n" G- Z48.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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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.

( p8 Q) K" O- P6 s6 Z0 y0 `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
* Q1 n! Y& U- N) n' Y8 echildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

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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7 p) K) Y, L- Z5 K! T! B52.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,
6 W# J* J* n5 aI can see your face and know you as bliss.

9 d7 j; a0 I# r* Q2 t! S! u53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
, K( _) W4 f  C4 |: J6 K天上的星不回答它。
; a: `; R# f% e+ H" v, E7 gThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
# n4 \9 j. q4 |1 {% ~3 Rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

' b# S/ e; D9 z% w54.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。
9 a2 \& D  @5 T2 S1 _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。
/ a: a! }1 n9 I$ G$ J我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
% U8 A7 X  v& O' |$ g; m+ X2 NThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
0 t  C5 Z7 S+ dThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

- |3 b/ x9 s% e5 [4 I: I6 u57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: w, K: F2 \& Z/ s7 n3 J2 G& zThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
: q8 J2 n! T( o: i3 @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?

: `& Q/ q) t' ^  Z' ~2 _+ P4 s# A2 T59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
: W6 o( V: F, B& V( y* w: F- fThought 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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
4 O3 _+ W7 o2 O3 P" R" e“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
% F+ c0 C1 l4 O3 O7 H- C7 w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