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
3 C8 a( c9 z. S& R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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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。
" n1 Z, O+ H8 `4 H, ^Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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9 u0 p" q, u# b34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
* ?0 v! Z) q" j& l7 y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.

3 K. b0 e, o8 ?7 z9 O: Y0 r- ]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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
" D2 l' W1 k8 p/ [* DSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
6 T& r: @+ R- [; }% V但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
# J* D* H4 @% P1 lBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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+ R3 K9 B- ?6 p0 R1 |0 z! O3 [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
- S) E+ }! z/ }9 k% Q7 d9 Y- \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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38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
: B7 s' z( z9 W8 OGaps 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。
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.
1 c7 L% I8 n+ ]9 {( H  T. ?* D4 zCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

6 a* c* }, W: [8 I0 n# p1 L! A40.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.
; x6 ~: J1 I' k- P9 YMy 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.
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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。
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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3 p) m- v2 B2 V43.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。”
) c* e6 ]+ }; B! K9 c4 x3 hWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
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。
+ S+ y- t% N6 u" V& |0 BBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

! I1 s+ U' A* c3 `. n0 W# z8 e: t4 E45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. H0 b& O7 i3 Q7 ^5 bSilence 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。
. `; ~7 e' M/ K- o) A1 _# G8 g' JThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

( z9 `$ \  X* g5 `  M/ ~47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
3 A' q+ N/ ~5 E- R8 S1 _7 z7 XThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

9 q. O; N% ]! |2 Q8 T; c& B48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
7 R0 ?' L4 `$ j' @$ BPower 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.

& m9 J, g9 p- J% o  ^5 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。”
' a+ y: H; X% D3 pThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
  d( T; U- a; dThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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" B/ ?6 K4 J- b8 _: G52.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。
4 i% E; S$ d* p/ H: d/ WLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
1 b: z# [9 ^( O( G! d) |I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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2 w: y8 L4 ?$ `  ?/ N3 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。”
" T1 q  e7 v# g$ A) |# B天上的星不回答它。
  Y# M; n. s: P% zThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
6 U- H, R! U1 n; ~In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

! z! r4 z8 M! Y55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" [4 ?: T, ^# p( X! l" I! K+ B; @7 R我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
. Y, S5 s2 p/ E9 c/ @" x+ ]+ sThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
3 y; h: f8 r! C1 u& B! wThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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57.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
in songs.
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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。
, Q$ w, ?0 g  B; e3 W! a4 ~, [% TThought 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。
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
3 V/ j/ t0 r" M2 F$ a' A“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