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
; `  H- A: N& l$ }; ~各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
- I3 {" y- l1 Z0 w4 ZWhen 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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, ]# ~  F: ^' W32.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。
/ a6 e3 Z  Q# _Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

7 t% l; U" W- [4 @, C" q& C: T  G1 T" H6 c33.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。
- ^2 B& V2 @+ |! i. e/ C1 W. q* V) n' oWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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: F8 E5 l/ W  ]- {* n$ t  e: S8 s, V34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
, P; m. L) }+ F) _) x& C8 F它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ s; B5 @* D% S) \; Z* \; i' m$ tIt 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。
8 h4 I# a. P7 \% r! j' O9 }' pThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
$ C% O0 N6 o- }. cSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
3 H* X0 t: c! x3 u2 ?, i但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
. b8 d" \; D$ H5 O4 M& Z4 LBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

$ F5 ]. m  L+ _; d& X# f: ]0 e37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  T7 K& Y2 N, ?) H; jThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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。
8 a# T% X- P. Y7 E: EGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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, W" x' I* r1 ^39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
, |; ?% z& h4 E, m6 G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.
. s, o" [* J' \: A4 ~* i, LCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

+ v( q# K# U5 l40.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。
& p9 B+ S  S. p& vGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

42.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。
5 d" \4 u7 n" O8 h% y# R2 jThis 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.

+ D( C( K3 @; w: {5 g  s43.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。”
/ A) [+ Q. [; Q1 A& a% s8 bWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
! _  d* V. g# y- YI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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& `$ B$ c3 H8 T44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
' r% u' v$ N6 S  @  h) i# d3 A2 xBy 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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, w, t) ?1 f7 Y3 V3 ^8 V居中的却远而避之。
* _( p. t' K8 \6 L5 JThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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$ n/ N. ]2 Z% C0 F9 e7 o; V47.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.

, x9 M# \( V6 t" t7 E/ n, o# S48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
1 f. I4 q: ?" J7 m* oPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

9 ]" O; I: E; k49.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。”
0 u& t9 R$ B: GThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ {  |2 }4 M+ t- M( e; ochildren, 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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! s9 B) j% e9 x8 \2 V52.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,
7 b$ L9 k" \: i1 Y; gI 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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
! e9 ]' B+ \" {) _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。
( f0 ~2 i5 q' P- K4 S2 WIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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。
2 Q. K, ], m- E& G- [我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
# j4 i  q5 U! KThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- _, V: E* _! I5 g; A& T' CI hear the voice of their wings.

6 t, ^' z% ?7 k: r; J56.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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
7 f- s) k/ K8 g2 Din songs.
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5 Q/ \4 K8 H. Y, @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？
  E8 H% K/ _/ W4 T$ d/ a' 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。
4 V- m& F8 h- G% dThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

5 h" S# B) `8 W( B6 |( z60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
# f' s/ O2 v  B$ f# a/ fI 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
“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