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
4 y' c8 e  S- c6 _, L各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
9 G$ d% z' Y1 G" ]6 v; {* @% t9 Q& M+ FWhen 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.

; G5 _- V. T: ^& c8 @1 q: N1 @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.

6 a+ E' L/ z6 F- x( o* g33.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。
& h, S  s- \% ~! L2 ^1 v$ BWoman, 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。　　　　
* n$ Z! \& u7 Z它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
; o2 b7 R1 X4 U& p/ O: iOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

& a. H8 U8 h8 m. _: i35.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.
; ]. |) l3 r- I  c" {Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
( r9 q# l4 }' M1 M% M* i但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
0 i  @) Q$ h# T4 u& _- O  @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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ r+ {: t7 L! @& RThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 k2 X1 `/ V) E) W$ T0 WWash thy soul with silence.

2 \8 H7 \! D& D: Y. O; K38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
Gaps 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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
: i  t* F9 j8 G4 E" c) jCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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: C# \) ^! \# j/ C% a1 g6 X9 M2 c40.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.
9 R3 O6 F$ J6 j- nMy 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.

3 w2 b# Z: [6 u* M' [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.

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。
6 Y1 H% j( N2 ~+ JThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
% J1 k7 K- Q3 II shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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0 ~( p4 a( k! A  \/ `, f43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
; ?. m6 n* }9 o& @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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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5 z  v; Z9 }# D44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 B+ b" o5 E# s3 [% ]$ GSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
! ]* Z' W5 h1 X7 |) Q居中的却远而避之。
& x1 G% N% }5 \- l% y" jThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

9 R  {1 t/ W( n/ O47.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。
/ T1 L) P' E8 o6 ~Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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( c! p9 \( Y; ~3 U) a! [  E$ q49.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。
$ ~, z- O6 |, X* H1 g: S% iWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

6 D/ c& k: R: 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
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。
( l: Y" O7 \5 a: MThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* F% h2 c' Z& ?/ _) H, I4 a* w52.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.

: r6 s$ a2 K# C53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

! Y- }. j+ Y4 P* V- @$ \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。
# T! v, \& a* Q5 I; h. X! w2 `8 aIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
" K1 Y! x$ K) j0 V" O9 E. h1 fthe nest of my silence.
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# p1 q) q, o4 X2 B7 j" x1 E55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
# t, k6 G4 B4 U2 e9 w我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ E3 T% z0 w6 f1 o: S- cI hear the voice of their wings.
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4 e& X, |0 M7 {$ J4 w56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
) e  l. P! J% u' h  H: }The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

2 H8 U1 N4 V4 o7 B" V  `57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
* n- ^) M  i. T* D$ g$ NThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
6 Z; y8 ^: }) Bin 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？
* O6 A0 C2 Y8 b$ w& {. s3 ~. j' fThat 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。
* D; l5 t; d) WThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
: K. I' _- |1 _. W8 B* L/ r( ?I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
5 Y0 O" V. l7 O4 w/ N2 i& Jfilled 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