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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- ?& y6 R6 ?: \0 d3 r" C32.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.

  {# Z  O! S5 p8 U2 A# F- x9 P33.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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# m1 k$ u# e; O/ H34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
. l1 ~" H/ n& a% QIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

9 S5 s" J6 ^* Q, ^) z+ c35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
3 _) V) b/ Y4 O) g把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
- Q& Y" k6 [  Y) Y1 M0 }3 N. v( i; qThe 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，
/ @) R% J( [+ x6 O, P9 R% d+ I1 G但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
" `9 b( u* ^: D3 s6 E  `4 KBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

6 f% ^9 K1 N; _5 y! H0 W! w3 @37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
9 d. T! C# P* ]3 f4 u- J, r用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
1 O4 S  t" W, d9 S$ XThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
  m" A0 _: C& \6 O* VGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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' Y  }" n$ t5 G2 }39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& r& {# J2 k6 u, q( o出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
! f: D( x- ?' ^$ l: ?6 UThe 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.

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。
1 i" d( }8 q8 QGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

! J3 {5 f! f  _: c' ~9 p42.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。
; u+ Y7 X5 N8 p- X% nThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
" u# J! q# @& B- b5 C' r2 b- L, y+ s" g1 aI 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？”
+ z; T1 j2 M' d瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
- c$ F& i8 s6 ~9 [$ J  gWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
0 Z4 R8 R4 m' UI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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- J9 b, j4 D, \+ c* k  y. c# |7 r44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
# [' C7 C# P8 \% q9 j' I3 pBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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3 `2 `) N  A$ `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.

. s4 b6 Z' o; @$ K46.大的不怕与小的同游。
* a, H; Z' h% E8 T8 t: |7 u6 K# M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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

7 ~* R, p% y7 q- \; k  n0 K48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
$ Y" b- z( N; x! B2 [7 A# vPower 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.

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。”
/ W5 D/ f" c+ Q8 Q. L; rThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

: j/ p# v, {- Q- s9 e) ~! ^" y0 J51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
0 C0 H$ g2 T* T7 ]5 n  s8 @0 rThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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" H& J4 {" \8 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。
$ `7 D, M* a  T/ h) e% Y8 I# |Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

- i" T" C5 W' ?53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
7 g" j! h* d% H6 ^天上的星不回答它。
# ]5 y3 b& n; p* _* h0 dThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
/ J  f7 ?3 r& J/ g8 b: U# zIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
, ^. M4 a+ e3 q0 E$ `4 j我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
8 }+ x# N  L6 r  @8 f* i2 R% XThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

1 a6 H/ J- Y+ Y$ B; T56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
3 J4 h) g5 T- |; G) P+ I( e8 RThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

/ L$ [7 h" a7 C' E" A  I: D1 J57.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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; _1 t+ e: a- m# d+ G' w8 m58.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？
# F" Y- h  k& C1 J  G$ xThat 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。
% F% K1 Y  j( t- H+ s/ Z- KThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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6 s; d" l. _& M* `3 Q! |, E60.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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
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