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。
7 t* n# b8 U* g* e8 AWhen 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.

, j& D, o+ J' v/ U: X  F% ]% G, N* x32.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。
( `+ v0 J! b" J8 }+ ELet 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。
* H" t0 j1 K2 y) v/ ]Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

+ y' ]7 J5 q) Y1 A6 `34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
( c6 h5 U* n4 ], O$ @5 m9 E它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
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。
- _" q9 x/ \+ I( J. a  ^把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
8 j, H9 T* l3 i7 ~The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
" U7 z4 u/ z  L& u# j但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
: |. u% r: Q7 H, Q5 N* l, CBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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& `& m3 @- y* D' ~37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
* a9 W% f2 g8 I6 e; bThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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6 E6 b" F4 ]# ^& c. \' e- H" M1 D9 E38.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。
) E0 ]* H( V  T1 o9 {; T1 L出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
  [7 U4 M$ P) x/ J/ {, t$ @The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
6 @; ^5 p1 T$ f0 l3 v' KCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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: N/ Q* d1 m- D% b% {; g40.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.
$ k2 u9 [$ p9 ]! D& J, 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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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.

8 K6 W% S2 K$ z. i2 a) k/ t; C- f' h# {9 I42.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，
8 l2 c5 H1 Q$ O2 P9 I& ^我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
  Q" Q% g% T# a; ]; j9 zThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
& r  k7 A0 R# J5 I$ d& tI 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.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.

& K/ ?& ?0 ]4 b* k6 e45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
8 d7 @# V: X$ s- v$ z' K6 }Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
  s5 d+ `+ @' U+ Y- e% pThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

/ M2 i$ ^* q) ?9 Y7 J47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
: \# t( y7 Q: u. q; K3 q4 Q$ P+ DThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

2 T3 `0 y3 U) _/ J48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
1 b' [8 A) U7 p& y0 `+ h  }) EPower 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

* q' g, r9 t+ a2 ]: A! y& `% J50.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。”
1 M5 S; m! e' f9 \' i; J6 Z  d: [The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

; b1 W: k& j0 r6 B7 F# _6 M+ H51.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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- u" m( H: w" t) P52.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。
+ v. ~- r! d2 d* w$ }4 KLove! 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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

; ^- E, x% Q1 N0 T6 S/ i54.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。
% F8 _5 S  H6 x( s* q  ?/ s7 zIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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1 r7 B  c8 I. @: C. k  J6 R55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
: h7 J2 @3 J% R0 j我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
# M8 N9 l0 T7 H" f) e% SThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
3 ~* z! k- a/ FThe 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。
8 t6 ?& Z. n' `' b7 L) OThe 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？
That 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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- X0 |" J. P0 @, b, ]7 J; t$ X# l$ w59.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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6 ]6 [- j: w/ v* l4 _  \8 E+ ?* i60.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
( e+ F- @' C6 l8 dfilled 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