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
2 O# ~: t( d+ A7 K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.

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。
9 p: Y9 h. o1 f5 W" k6 B3 U5 {Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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0 Z% s6 n, t* n33.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。
) e5 H1 N$ v; m& rWoman, 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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  [( b6 J9 n- iOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
1 w  F) I2 X) d( \2 q# J/ sIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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" E7 g- l+ V& {- k. T4 e  M35.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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

8 n2 J* ]) v3 C36.我有群星在天上，
1 ?* q8 f- h6 y/ l. h但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
: y3 F0 N- f6 `I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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% s/ ?: f* v/ _7 Q8 a+ W4 m# U37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ E" i- t- X$ P: y1 F( t" l用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: ^; T1 N- z( ^, @) mThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# ]- G* ^9 E) M* W9 l8 kWash thy soul with silence.

0 u% @; `7 a7 M/ i! Z38.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.

/ r! \2 o/ J! f  c39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
; t# G  b* n4 S& F) Q出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
% S/ y* b3 p) v+ U. y8 QThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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2 u( ?) S# C7 X* R& N6 z' u1 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.

* ^( _( F& I) k8 X9 [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。
7 o% d) h! d  L7 A5 q. e4 _God'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，
& C' L; o$ q5 N6 q, d7 y4 ]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.
  a; H* @9 Y" ~I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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  x% Q% V" d, A8 r, G& E! R43.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.
) p, r4 `) F: D3 Q6 AI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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; n9 d. f( E% M44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
- h8 I( [2 ]3 j/ G) G4 VBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
4 m$ F7 E8 E) w7 Y2 w7 O+ x# }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。
( }6 d5 X; q6 L: IThe 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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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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9 @$ |$ [/ x, Y' U1 ^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。
  U, u' n3 ?+ DWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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' ^1 z: l& f/ f* M# s50.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 E1 r" I- i* T: f" W2 `% oThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

# J+ {0 }5 A5 C52.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,
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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
, B1 z7 J, M* U0 Wfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
. W9 @8 \/ W: P+ T& Y5 L/ Ithe nest of my silence.

55.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。
9 {* Q9 y# p' j  \& YThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

# w. g' \+ l$ ~& e8 A, g56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
5 Z6 N+ F8 p$ Q5 ]; T4 o3 LThe 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
% m2 F& Q- ^8 u# [" iin songs.
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/ w0 S! k- h- D( X$ n( U/ C) D. Z58.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？
6 I  X/ A$ }2 u4 O* ]4 K0 nThat 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?

) W3 `9 V) e' Y$ r3 m59.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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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
6 {+ r6 B0 ]( K- e- I( z8 PI 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