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
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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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6 P. ^' l" f/ z2 ~( t- p32.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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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4 o! a5 g2 y* P& O* W33.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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
; v$ Z. t# ~2 @( e  `  {9 W2 wOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
& o- F: b/ y5 T, _+ gIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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2 k9 o) j: A- H& s& M* e1 |* Q' P4 t  r35.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。
' C: ]0 ^, _9 v2 k3 @/ j4 Q6 dThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
2 X6 |' C! }" F% E) R4 iSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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, c9 Y9 S0 u1 j4 E# o6 l36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
  r# u9 C( p* ABut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

7 w/ m. J  `9 O: M3 j$ u37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ Y# c& ^; s' t+ Z用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
2 b! m0 f: T& YThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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。
( Z, M; Z/ w8 ?2 I( s: {4 a3 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
5 {% Z! {2 b7 ~" R# V3 w" s( a9 JThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
' y. J! w  }* fCome 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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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.

  z" J, e! I( J; z9 B+ _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。
3 X. a  g& z" ?* {9 C6 Z: X9 @This 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.
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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.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 g3 H$ V& _; BBy 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。
& C, t7 O+ _  g6 Z% X5 CSilence 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。
& ~) Z7 b. ^5 n; L) B/ v居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

1 O, K/ l) O* U0 ?) I47.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。
3 w( z2 O$ z1 z1 _4 r) EPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

# B8 \- T; w4 G  {6 w49.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.
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( c; f# k/ l! A8 x50.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。
/ x$ l7 h; Q0 o6 g+ X# T$ hThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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( N& }6 H! w( q; x" N2 B' J8 m3 [; |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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+ ?0 g7 Q) ~# A53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
1 d/ y+ S( W+ b" ~天上的星不回答它。
$ Y2 [8 i8 W" YThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
- G2 q3 Y8 C1 ofirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

4 {( ]% E( ~) Q, o54.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
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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。
* {& b# F+ K' rThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( u( n+ \& c9 O5 yI 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。
; U% A: G! v% LThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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0 F6 i; O. ?4 L7 ?( 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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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?
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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。
1 X2 [6 {5 ^, Z2 {# w3 C2 c$ qThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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& U8 E1 e; I0 o* F+ k6 ~! \4 `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
( r8 Z. q$ l8 Z; 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