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
, K6 N3 Y7 F: q( k$ q# K/ s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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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。
. x2 L' J. Y' H/ j) w, U! s+ `( BLet 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。
8 @! V+ A8 }5 W3 x$ }Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

3 t) j2 H2 a: P9 U4 O34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
# T& u: [# W' Z; d+ |" M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 Y. }1 P' d# Q$ C8 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.
( A# `* `8 f. q2 [4 FSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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+ Y$ k# R: ~5 v( _36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
) i( Y& x$ W8 C7 U: [But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
9 d5 A" L3 ~5 V* I用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
' e- M* ~& K% I$ [# u/ B, K/ ?6 e" c  FWash 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。
Gaps 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。
  A4 @+ q7 o' D: k3 c" a出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
8 {) e: O& Q% |; _# FThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
4 h7 N$ F/ _. u/ W6 _Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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 M; ]# R+ K0 s5 gGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

* B7 U2 y  Y& y42.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，
* ^2 b; E9 k2 ?/ {8 Y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.
8 ^/ K0 c/ Z2 ^$ e. OI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

' s3 o8 q$ K; H2 h: `4 C2 q/ i1 P43.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。”
* Y! i3 R2 h1 }7 t5 [  [9 q9 CWho 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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6 s" u, N  q% F2 ?4 `# A* j44.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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
: w( h4 e5 r. @Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
- K1 O/ ]& e2 o3 m* pThe 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
4 g, ?4 l6 i( \6 L0 ~Power 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。
+ b0 Y# v/ V0 Y% U0 Z0 E# ?' lWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

: j! v. D! o4 f1 @- v. d9 d% q50.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。”
- q$ \7 x" Z" @$ CThe 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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
8 T6 v* W$ X! K: f: TI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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! {7 _9 i1 n7 H: o  }; \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。”
" o5 G0 z) K8 u3 w天上的星不回答它。
* c, k$ Q5 @  i$ i9 ^) g( DThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( Q0 V. z# {  ]. nfirefly 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。
( N8 B0 ^* g, Z0 I7 f7 wIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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2 D: H- b( Q; O& w55.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。
& d  c- K' h- H* E1 TThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
3 l: s, s: X: X4 P6 H9 VI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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6 W& i+ m* J# O( I- H+ p# a3 l57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
7 r6 C9 z& R$ y5 _: o  ?9 OThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
  I; n8 H: \5 x& j& ^; Oin songs.
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: R  t$ h( z$ C" t! @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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# Y* G  }- S: |2 w/ a6 R0 L; x59.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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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
; E' o% u% p1 c, q0 c2 c6 SI 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
  Q" g* \1 E5 `( j/ 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