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
* T9 f  g5 g! Q" n7 _4 c4 _  O各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
- k3 r  i1 r& A, A6 @6 Y/ h, @6 ^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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! b' Y8 N( N! l' {2 v4 S9 |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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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33.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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: S; i3 B- O% S8 Q34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
, a: w6 n; B' G, O0 C! K它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
+ t/ O4 K- Q% k1 B: \1 POne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
  F3 j: N, ^% e; r" B: {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。
, k$ E- Z3 s& n6 `  `1 c' Y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.

0 @7 d3 u6 X0 r4 Z36.我有群星在天上，
1 M) z$ z$ M% a/ j5 m, O1 y6 q2 Z& }但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
- y+ p' j7 j0 w8 S9 zI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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( F, Z0 j+ G" m% u4 L* K38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
) ~, ~4 K; p5 e' SGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

3 F6 G  z3 a# Z* g" |: 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.

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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& d9 U1 t1 M9 _6 g$ E4 g2 b3 Q41.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.

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 _/ `; u# w+ H$ O* ]) c6 f我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
4 ~' K  @) y: v% q6 |6 EThis 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.

4 t# r( |* p: a2 k43.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。”
, b/ N! @/ E+ f- cWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
' `; M+ j8 ~, ?; D% B8 k) g7 P' l" `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。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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2 c9 s: \/ O0 [1 |45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
) e1 |6 x+ K) E7 I  sSilence 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。
居中的却远而避之。
' r9 x5 x1 ~  p% d; kThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

! h! E- M5 U1 f; K3 u2 L47.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.

8 c! ~" [/ S8 t* |/ Q( \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.

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。
7 O$ B/ I. m( b' V, oWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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, I' H/ Y  d$ D( c/ K% A8 t0 X# X' S50.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。”
5 G) @; h8 f% f" qThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
3 k9 o( Z8 \. g/ S: T( \) Cchildren, 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.

! v. L9 L% a( y+ \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。
9 q8 h) I0 K- _- RLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
. V- R2 z/ j9 l- E& |! hI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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# W& ]  t" r+ E) Q' X3 F9 U8 b3 t53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
- w! N- L3 }1 B% F( y6 J天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
0 S2 ]: y; O4 l2 W; Tfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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- |% p+ Z9 G# G' d1 S/ G54.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。
7 V( F2 D5 j4 o% k! o8 n* PIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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3 w5 q6 g* o. Z) K8 b. j55.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.
8 W+ Q2 z: r1 p8 ~! gI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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! J9 F  ~- q! ~5 C: E# N; M57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
1 m- S! A* _3 `5 p! W1 ]The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
- [* ^* O- T- f  l. yin songs.
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$ Y' W( e0 o) z; J58.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？
+ N+ X! t" x% f0 CThat 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。
( J) S8 Z+ g/ v7 PThought 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。
' V% R; M! A0 U. }! MI 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
) k4 t5 @3 G2 A6 @* i$ g3 j! i“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
. ?) \! E2 h9 _  O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