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
' K0 a; Q* f; z3 V& L3 S各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
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.
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1 n2 c& s' K6 E8 V9 y& G( V32.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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

( I& G2 C2 M+ j- I/ e" i5 m" M4 Y# I33.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。
. G- T5 s8 b) I7 WWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

" h5 ~) S0 D; H- `- G34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
7 p$ L* H! |8 e; j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.

6 v, u% K5 m( ]% n# K0 }, I35.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。
% e6 z. _7 }6 \0 H1 \The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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* q$ Q0 L+ `" R& d$ _36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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- M3 ]9 {$ }  _) ]& h0 P3 l37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
# v5 o; t* B% s5 [7 v8 gThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
- p7 {/ {6 f# @! H. FWash thy soul with silence.

3 J9 j7 E6 L9 y38.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。
7 ]0 a" e2 }$ P: _2 R, D5 B出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
0 B) ~. ]8 i, o9 A9 ]" C) zThe 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.
) r& B' ?" i" \$ ]. Q. ZMy 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。
6 E$ g$ b0 v0 I; l: x7 WGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

- W8 w! K5 s. z8 u' @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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
! s: D5 V$ {% f7 ]+ U* {" MI 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？”
, `7 C' @+ z4 v" ~) F# S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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, c$ b) s+ z4 l' d3 l0 U5 K( c44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
9 G% m. D5 J1 [0 v' U+ L3 X- \# ]( EBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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, o" s9 o0 o$ d45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
' \+ S$ p9 }5 \; p9 q2 D- E9 `. QSilence 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。
5 a, ^" x  Q  h% RThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

* @9 M; X$ v, n% f1 Q3 c47.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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
: y1 F5 ?, F$ Z% h! I: ~. O0 TPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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.
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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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

! J! r0 N0 j. a# k6 ^9 |9 B7 L1 b51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

) x8 x; O# ?8 z' H9 C- Z52.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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% r# M9 x7 K8 [4 V, W53.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。
; r3 U2 m! m! f0 lThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
' p8 E" m4 m" g1 V) h- sfirefly 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。
$ `( [+ {3 z$ ]# \- C$ CIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
3 }4 [# `9 U( L, I& e8 f+ l我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts 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。
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
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- C6 F% I$ U# G  Q( o* `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?

/ i5 v% d9 |( X. [0 g% ~% A59.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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0 K( x* K3 m4 [3 M5 n0 K0 z60.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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
7 ], e) |" l6 y* a* l6 r“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