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。
6 I6 g) G: e" u6 u3 ^6 UWhen 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。
1 H. I  C, t, O& m! }2 m; h7 w: QLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
' V3 s) V+ W1 k( `9 yWoman, 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。　　　　
1 L; o% Y9 A( J8 X9 w/ h" {% `% j0 e它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
' S6 R3 t( z; B7 I$ TOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
9 m" `  v% j: F& T2 g/ u' ?* RIt 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。
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.
0 v( z( |1 y4 @* z; l' J; iSave 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。
' F  Y, l& ~" `2 QI have my stars in the sky.
5 y" U, u* j( {& ^# m9 y. BBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' L* ]9 z  V% O5 H# r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.

# y2 P1 R) w' I7 W$ @0 d, M' w6 D38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
, x: W: J( q! H6 q% x: hGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

  h! I4 g9 b- i+ @) K* n39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
# |  g8 Y+ V7 `1 M: f1 [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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- r8 d( V$ ]' P, h5 P. e40.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.
/ f4 R6 z6 M- a! ~$ v" aMy 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.

8 K( m! o7 A$ t8 D41.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。
! t3 [6 P2 I1 ~, c5 i# TGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

; Q: M/ Z3 V# M' A42.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.
/ q% R" _: D0 xI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

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。”
& u; M& n5 ]' ^- w* @) ~7 aWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& F# f1 {6 X9 x8 ?9 WI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% e1 a( t1 c1 w. l+ R; ZBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* t) Q* g  d/ eSilence 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。
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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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; S* a9 V% d' J4 r. }; _48.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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. x) i) U9 {* D6 Z# s) y& `) E49.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.

7 _- g9 K' }3 w  U; U2 y50.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
. W" J6 y9 v6 Hchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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) o# A1 B* o9 H# a51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

5 \2 F( M! r% L$ S6 Q52.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,
. C2 B4 t# z( Z. t  A- Q" T- s0 zI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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- a' p6 m7 K$ W# \9 f! m: s* ]3 Q53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
/ m7 l, Y! |0 t# e% L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.

+ j, b( Z# o8 O: ~9 t# B3 F* N5 c54.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
2 u6 B. ^1 F) H. A* q* H! tthe nest of my silence.

6 }1 H& C% @- Z. n9 A55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
1 r9 s2 l& _* L. G9 p1 A8 x/ {我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
* z+ w$ v3 D6 [" a. kThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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$ B/ ]: }: \5 s" P2 p1 w+ o; B56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
6 p7 d. p0 ?$ [" RThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

$ r7 U! N6 @  _' I: s: p57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
, l( W" E; m4 K! v+ ], RThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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？
; c% u# ~- @/ tThat 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。
( H, n" G1 G; H3 ~4 ?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。
% u4 T" C/ }. ~I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
- @+ p% j9 ], t* a, I3 o- I8 Q“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