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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' a) |9 n2 N" E7 N, @3 q% `! h32.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。
. I& |! J/ v  zLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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- b  l/ i2 d* ~' Q3 v7 L33.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。　　　　
$ T' l" H; m( M! F; ^- @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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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
3 e! x- }- f) C; d3 F$ ^把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
9 c; J6 d3 W7 d# ]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，
3 R7 e" o% ~$ u  `9 \但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! y9 y& X+ C. U( [I 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。
3 I9 E; |5 x) F5 K8 e: R用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
% P" i0 Q5 Y4 |" s8 P, G. F! V7 b1 \0 ^The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: X6 e- i/ A1 ~; gWash thy soul with silence.

( @3 w$ X% z* D/ z38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 b$ r1 t7 E/ s% nGaps 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。
( p5 N( g3 w/ a1 @7 Q3 h出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
3 X( ?% I3 X- v  h5 VThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
$ p7 j' I  c( i' k1 ?. g: 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。
, M0 B- [5 @6 o1 ^God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

8 Q+ |+ w: s3 n. M% E; h. m42.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，
) k- u5 T$ R! l& Y; l( M* V我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
# A2 i: C/ p& a$ P0 cThis 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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2 s  X$ c+ l8 q0 X1 T0 w. d43.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。”
& @# M' ]% u# s" e# O0 B! gWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
/ P# s0 u, t, P2 C. |0 h7 D+ zBy 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。
7 l. s6 F) j0 a1 j, s% S2 X' ISilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
$ a- x2 H4 \0 h$ IThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

. \/ M0 ?% b8 u# q6 A/ r$ {' y48.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。
0 U+ O6 k$ A8 W9 U' U" uWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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7 z( N& s, i; p3 }: O6 N50.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
, C! m3 A7 b2 _" ?" J" b- @: nchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

- e8 q" c+ N% d3 e- v! W51.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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( M7 [' T4 A& v& F9 ?( I  e52.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,
3 c  P1 F# ~4 Y! |8 |- F0 ]' j* EI can see your face and know you as bliss.

$ n$ W9 G. o3 O) J- ]+ b% e% f53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
$ B, a# b8 [+ J0 B0 ~2 N- U5 M天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" ]. P2 Q/ X6 s* z* ffirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

2 ~* o3 `3 M& _8 m- @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。
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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) R$ ]/ }% Y2 [: t( d4 pI 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。
! N* n6 A- K( l! P" Z" E8 W2 h3 uThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 b" p% L! M6 `$ NThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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# A$ s" e; t. _; g* @; m$ r. g, C58.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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' ?5 w, K6 O% c: G3 q1 e7 p4 W' `) L59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ C6 m, O! y1 t, LThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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  |& O7 v) i/ h* ?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
6 b7 K- M( r" n9 }% 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