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。
/ ^' g* }3 F% |- ^When 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.

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。
  Y' V, k+ v* \7 S1 P: ?Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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# U5 C5 j7 V. f- V: @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。
+ n% c/ \9 h5 g+ J; b- ^Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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+ }: b- S4 G; q! z34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
$ J- s: |0 k$ D& }% uThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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7 M1 J. ~* I' k5 q. i36.我有群星在天上，
& F# ]* o$ b9 Q4 t* s& F1 i: k! ^但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
" N# x4 {' r& P- S% m7 QBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
! }4 i  ?- [+ z( O2 b* m' _3 ]7 ~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.
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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。
" Q: g# q6 F1 [( L) W, ?1 {Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
6 m* {  t+ R4 u% M& F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.

4 W8 h! s3 A* k" U3 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.
" W2 }- @$ z/ P7 ^) [& y. FMy 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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# p% d  t2 p& n41.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。
* I3 Z! Q" T$ k; f" P0 {. qGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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。
% c1 V' v; |' U! r) C" s* t( {/ EThis 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.
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1 Q1 @, N" A' ]! U2 L8 k3 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。”
2 ]3 I6 M: e8 `4 \, J" @. ^2 |Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
$ y. @/ g, g  ~; DI 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.

5 b9 N/ ^( L9 n, Z% s45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
6 G6 z) L' v1 z) NSilence 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。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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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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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  P% o# n2 r. k+ 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.
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8 E1 D, m0 G" _& c; |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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
, e/ c" w: y' B7 Lchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

1 T' x7 ~" V7 O3 b! W- Q$ K4 [- }51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
; L- h! Y4 V- U; w1 w$ {The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
$ P& M- L# s; S. L" MLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
6 U8 ~; B$ D* BI can see your face and know you as bliss.

5 r' \6 o1 ]" a% b2 w: y+ t/ w9 z53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
* @- ]7 T+ D2 t" E5 a3 z天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
& D& N# `6 p! d) u2 o* @$ L" Jfirefly 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。
/ U  M$ z; Q2 |# ~5 g/ qIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
1 e0 ~5 O5 ]" N/ e7 s8 N4 Tthe nest of my silence.

/ N9 w* K. r4 k& K& M55.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。
! q4 d, z/ i& vThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
+ t, f/ J9 `$ i' O1 ]" [3 T1 e& DI hear the voice of their wings.
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( S6 H: [) H4 L: {! m# n56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
% z$ c) @% o# {6 s. ~4 MThe 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
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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?

% g( j. k' `2 x5 y$ {59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
& |% u! m& E# E# K1 VThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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3 G# h7 ?2 t* _7 d+ R60.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
8 |3 T% M$ ]9 \+ ^' efilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
# T, `# W. f: z: T! ~“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