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。
; I3 o0 |* j" H& O. r- z+ L2 Y7 YWhen 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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4 E3 G( q/ s5 ~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。
& M8 {; o% r: F) x% L: ]Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

. ?3 F- N& h; i33.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.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
7 b" B  F. j6 ^/ z! D% W1 P2 d它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
" j# {. p4 @3 F% N$ c: c) KOne 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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35.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。
% [( u' ]9 V, O: gThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
0 p, K: d- S5 H/ |/ u4 J3 I. R3 H8 i" qSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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# i; g# W9 n% z7 t6 B( i# i36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
* ~1 L" {5 \! }9 U) O. r' `. ~I have my stars in the sky.
- k- r0 K5 l7 WBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

6 ~- i$ D) P" ~37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
. U1 I5 X# F8 }用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
' e, {$ r- ?& e! w" `& d8 ]) ~The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* q, Z# p! p: ?6 M$ a' i, f( E  xWash thy soul with silence.

* P3 _4 D- B4 `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.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
( d/ V: L( ^: t! k) H+ n) E9 Q  m: P3 r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.
/ g* W' h# Z. Y  }+ L8 Y' ]2 \Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.
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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. w- D$ K0 \4 H" ^8 y' T. U$ S41.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。
  b0 B6 K9 h8 ^# t: _7 hGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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，
8 N- c/ R- O6 O4 T9 S0 {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.
& w& \( u; A' n: U, M) sI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

8 H# D; P$ j5 O, U43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
. C1 I: T( D+ Z# R1 h% j) ]# v瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
# Q6 I+ A' |5 ~% LWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
( D" m' ~0 _& D' C0 e4 KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 g5 |2 h. g8 q) D$ A9 K9 kBy 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。
" d/ j1 Q. v' b' a( K+ h# q! Y2 Z$ NSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
: v; [: _/ m* z居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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7 @8 v5 w! h- F$ x  y6 @) a47.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.

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.

) n/ b4 P2 f' h49.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。
0 f* u+ W" X0 `' q. RWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
0 p3 F1 \4 c  A2 _# d9 l" [1 cLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
& j& m$ G+ Z' @+ G, uI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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; X, c; w- o( J/ o3 W53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ ?# w& Y" ]2 l. B0 q+ \firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

0 V+ Q2 d( `* a54.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。
8 Y  }  K) b" m5 bIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
; O. G2 f+ |2 z% z0 r/ q1 gthe nest of my silence.

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。
6 S3 ?8 Y8 p! F. C& R4 d$ h1 mThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" C1 T" B8 Z0 A; C& oI hear the voice of their wings.
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, a0 V% l2 `% {* f56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
4 R0 X8 p6 j% I* \: C# T# DThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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. H7 K1 [6 \- X( O9 X( P57.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
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5 I9 w0 j6 S3 @4 F! c3 l58.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？
: g& ]; g9 [8 E9 `6 sThat 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?

- e+ y  {# ]% E+ I* _* @59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% I5 {; e' m; s2 D' oThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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8 J* i+ Y5 J$ Y6 K/ @. ?! b5 f, T60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
! f- @) I) U1 {. F8 G: tI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
9 `; E0 ^  T$ b# x. q9 Ffilled 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
1 J  F  x8 j% x, |0 R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