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。
8 ?# W, |* o2 u! w! h/ o1 Q- qWhen 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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1 y0 W' t, f9 `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。
! T& \/ }; A8 _3 y- @0 Z5 B& pLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

/ o8 `3 k) h" c: y9 K; W& f$ p33.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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5 S' g$ m3 [3 t5 U+ }4 h34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
, r7 ^  B1 e3 v" \/ k它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
( o3 Y4 T3 @1 W: k9 T  x5 u+ {% ~5 NOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
' f& Y* i9 s. e把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
* [; V8 e% U; o; c% U5 A" cThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

8 X. }3 q! s4 s+ }' u36.我有群星在天上，
. _6 _- J9 J. N- ~1 r但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
2 Y. V: ~+ O  ?6 C- DBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

5 ^- T; k0 |/ j37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
# Z* m; @9 i5 a* R+ ?% x用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
% G) M7 @6 [& a+ L6 _The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
  ~/ a2 o! e7 |; XWash 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。
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.
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.
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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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

  n5 s- {, D0 M1 T( T! W9 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，
# |2 P1 w* }) d4 j0 O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.
' _  y- N. \0 o* T) B2 UI 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？”
" X7 s3 D. ?1 @. y6 J瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
6 Z' w% D6 G, k' s$ n2 qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
$ K" |: T# Q6 T. b& o& c- HI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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& L% Q" X! E1 h+ U44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 Y! K6 m: G# L$ W1 }* Z& BBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

& k1 ^" p% H# u2 k45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
6 [5 {7 K- P' A0 H8 M# f" pSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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! B/ `6 _1 p" Z/ d6 n6 B46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
; P  }5 l9 ~2 w9 VThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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5 X# Q/ \& w( K47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
. f2 \2 S3 j5 k+ }2 O6 cThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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9 z$ {/ M- c# h1 K9 @& u$ W48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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) T$ `6 T% S; C49.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.

$ e" e9 h  t. h) \3 b) P0 g) C50.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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

: }* P6 O' \7 i0 f7 H$ H52.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.
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5 P/ R6 J. ~/ Y53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
4 Z$ H, u* c( @3 S9 @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.

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。
& Z6 \7 h  d/ `In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
& |/ o% V- b' }: _the nest of my silence.
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& ]$ |1 N! \% _' t$ A: d! V. `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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) \+ r8 z% a8 g# o: [4 |& b- ?I hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
' a$ b- o8 y' ?/ hThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
& [$ w- _; k' H, P+ |The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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0 u7 C* y' q7 Y! R" A7 R58.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？
3 m) c5 C& G( V1 V6 s/ k" eThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
) M/ z5 C6 L" hThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

! I: U. P( F6 d" |6 c3 [( H60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
* r* }2 x! V. P+ hI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
; S: z0 y2 G' |& K+ ?& Wfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
. B1 u) v+ @( {5 f5 S“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