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.

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。
, C; r0 _. K" ]3 ~/ _3 C# B6 k) FLet 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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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
$ s6 X6 W/ ^: X; e- ^- _( a$ |它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
, Q# {: G/ [4 I( }& yOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! [7 h$ S. Q& k; v  [) C" t; uIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

  ?7 V  G8 A/ r9 A/ h! h35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
. X+ l+ G+ [! ~2 Q9 Y4 b! D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.

* q! t1 m7 ^3 m+ b0 k36.我有群星在天上，
+ Y5 J3 ]6 b8 V5 L6 R但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
- B7 W0 l, W, x  D$ f, X* sBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
, z! V8 _& M8 @0 e4 C, p- {4 N用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
1 t) v2 z  ]- w- f7 A* u; x' eThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
9 x1 O! |+ |7 F8 ]  t- OWash thy soul with silence.

4 j  x# c3 o0 Q* n% z38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
0 C+ f; w- J7 sGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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3 r8 _0 W* ]6 ]6 n39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
2 C* _  [8 t9 |2 u- G7 V( n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.
6 W1 K3 @7 y+ |3 G" xCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

9 Q4 a4 q8 Y7 n40.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。
$ a" p  S9 o8 z# jGod'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，
3 \/ d1 w# u' s) x" m! _  r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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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
7 l' s5 D; n5 U3 D" k) C瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
0 ^' K; R1 P1 i6 z( aWho 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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. q# w0 H- N5 S7 R44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
& ^! Z& v. E, M. j9 T7 lBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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/ j6 Q) i7 U+ N3 `8 W45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
6 V9 C" H3 N2 k) q& ^5 `$ J7 g6 W居中的却远而避之。
( O9 r% ~" p  Q6 @$ r: E# ~, dThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
# i* U& O  E" \* c3 Q- VThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

6 Q, x$ k+ B) f3 n9 Y$ h% r1 B48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
1 u% m5 t4 |# s0 }" d3 Y& 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.
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; ^1 C0 W' K, t  E50.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
4 G3 d4 z7 b+ G6 vchildren, 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.

$ V9 @6 |1 c: J4 K- |8 `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。
! T: j+ R4 n4 z- |Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

8 f) k& P5 k9 c' S53.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.
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; ]% T. O4 H8 k54.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。
& g% g8 h( Q* f4 b: {. HIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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2 J2 k, p* e' x+ _$ _: o7 K55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
, a3 w6 y9 U+ }$ M) _我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
, {$ P3 ^( k- V) rThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

) P* w, F0 J& G3 V3 h56.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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4 ^% Z3 ^# Y* q* }3 y57.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.

9 {+ m+ V$ {( ]# k" E% f58.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？
" Y$ j! A" D2 I" sThat 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?

+ Y7 ?% i' `5 I1 h6 A% @0 q59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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. g8 U; A  r/ I3 I4 k60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
) l/ i, P( |' ?% u! B& u. i& l  ?4 kI 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
  x# b7 S, C! O0 A, x5 }" F“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