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。
5 y( B( G3 t# {  V  jWhen 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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/ i/ l1 t6 O- L4 q% j- Y, B4 O; x1 e32.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.
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' X. M. I% K5 n. ?0 M$ ?, Q33.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。
1 S/ S3 e" ]  t2 NWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
" x7 O9 z1 u* gOne 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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
- o$ D4 [2 g) z! q& A7 |4 X, ySave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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6 s! C, c) i# P4 T9 U36.我有群星在天上，
# `1 C( ^* r" V* W( H7 y) u: N但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
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。
- t, E- P4 M; [& i2 O% G! t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.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 t, |& ~' ]1 eGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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5 m8 g) V9 o+ x) \$ ?; B39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
0 R6 K$ v/ A+ i5 |5 D出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
0 d$ F( y9 U! xThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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' X0 _: g6 r, @0 X$ G; u40.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.
4 T, ]! D1 h5 }! \! t& SMy 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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! g" D# g" i( E* e8 n- w' Y* s41.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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5 }" Y2 y7 s+ r! F0 N42.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.
$ c: ?0 T3 M% e7 \+ FI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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* P$ ]6 n  ~; x43.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* m( Z3 U; NWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
1 ^+ j; u% Z4 T3 f& yI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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7 D6 x" D' ^$ ^9 G44.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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7 i8 ~2 J' w; Y" p45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
) y: S, R9 v: `, e4 sSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
( Y+ G  C) A( w" V# a8 g- R# W; P居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
) g5 J  }* ?/ c% Y3 {The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

* ?7 u5 r6 x4 |- u- u" q- V4 p0 M# J48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
* W% ^7 L9 o5 p  `Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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.

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。”
7 F) |8 @4 [* p1 TThe 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。
  o3 K5 S2 s( w( n. _' Z4 jThe 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。
9 J1 _7 A( J( w) }( _0 L9 vLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。
# C. l/ s# Z4 |( M/ Y4 d) E2 ~The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* z- ^! Y5 j8 R" V) k6 L/ R3 ^firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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* L  |9 q5 C: B9 W5 m& S54.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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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4 s* \1 A3 Y- B* I" Q& c55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
! J# ~" F9 x! B我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
' z* b/ c/ S% D4 u0 S9 |1 mI 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。
+ v, _) K2 Q- r3 YThe 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。
' u  x. _" L; M* l3 ~/ n2 _4 gThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

. t" q0 a3 F" |. Q4 l58.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？
& S0 f- f1 s$ K6 S- uThat 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?

1 D: r" r8 Y  O5 M" H+ d59.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.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
% \& Z0 s( f! A5 e+ u0 O9 |I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
4 C) d, g! j0 S- \filled 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