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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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。
8 P* H4 N$ w; ZLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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& @* g' y# Q1 ~7 o: N, [* A* @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。　　　　
% D) C5 A. o2 [# a; s它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
) m$ W' i. W4 }/ B  ?One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

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。
1 u4 a9 P8 d4 j! ~9 \, gThe 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，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
# j0 @, G3 D/ UI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( Q5 N8 w5 s* b) G% W( o2 }用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
1 _2 h1 }1 X! N. ]$ X& \; P3 zWash 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。
$ {- ~5 O1 N1 Y( q6 u: A: P2 pGaps 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。
3 b" q* d/ B9 @The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
( M+ u" x' N: R$ H8 U, X, |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.
3 l9 E5 }/ q- P1 J$ L4 DMy 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.

0 C! j7 z" ?  `- I2 u9 W  q41.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.

& E$ C4 }1 K6 q42.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，
# w* k! v7 O* P; [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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! D. M& f0 |- _43.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。”
4 r) b2 {" G4 W5 g6 q7 lWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
6 W' m0 q0 `! oI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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& s& C8 \1 ]. W) d1 i44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
7 t$ \" n* Z( z- T' J7 r6 YBy 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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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6 m4 `1 I! a) y% `4 c1 U4 w, e9 C9 I46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
- s1 q2 P: S7 ?/ U! yThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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# l  S1 @# B! k9 g47.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。
. D2 q7 C. n, T! TPower 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。
5 a2 f9 ?* }% T- f2 ]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。”
% U$ u6 A$ m4 u1 H& p4 \' g( RThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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: o2 Y6 r. p4 X3 G- S) Z8 Y51.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。
) Z* H  P( o' |* t# JLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
天上的星不回答它。
7 |; s4 t, d9 P( [2 y. s  x( K$ IThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( R8 o! O, ^( {6 [7 c+ Bfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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5 T3 t7 h9 [. ^& p/ r5 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。
8 d3 o1 ^3 f6 ^9 o9 s: }$ P; PIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
5 J( N6 c7 O" [the nest of my silence.
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55.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。
& Q/ B. b7 o& o- EThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
# S' ^! o% ?2 o! O% dI 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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7 x2 E1 [" \; G1 J" E% t" l57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
0 v2 Q) D+ f; s8 E! T+ N$ ?2 ]- JThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
6 ^4 O* [0 a9 ~* C' U# Q: F" hThat 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。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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5 e3 ~2 g& |$ i" \) S# ?" Z; k5 z4 a60.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
# @. |( y2 T0 w5 ]1 {1 ]- yfilled 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
9 i  e0 ?" ?5 ?/ ~; Y# s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