泰戈尔诗7

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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
. I; @. O* c- x+ k2 a各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
, c0 k8 L8 y. |* |/ ?: c, tWhen 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。
+ q! a7 B# I* M. JLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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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。
Woman, 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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
" [3 T  x% L% g* r# D' _9 YIt 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。
- N6 R3 O; h2 O9 C* ?4 U8 x( N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.

+ X0 {8 s: i9 L& u36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
4 ?) }5 G: @7 K4 U% EI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  }* Y0 T0 N8 C4 ~, ZThe 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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# `3 l2 L: g1 s  G39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* ]8 y) |5 k, j/ M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.

0 a* E! u0 P8 V& L& @2 m, i2 Q' r40.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.
: O& z: k& s7 d0 DMy 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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6 E: ?, F8 Y0 v* _9 W; o41.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。
& C+ J; I$ k6 R2 A& V4 uGod'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。
6 Y' u! i# V6 ~* r3 x2 P& u$ pThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
6 B' J/ q* \7 ^; zI 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。”
" ~% S& C/ B8 R8 ?( sWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
8 t- k5 C8 B$ P8 C2 U' i! }. PI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

2 P5 J& h, B9 N# b44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
$ h# H5 P4 S) R4 B+ wBy 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。
, ~7 ?1 I0 ~6 X9 m2 H8 F" QSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
9 c. O! l7 Y( v/ x: |, @* E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。
/ i  w& K2 a0 Y0 `" gThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

; e) ^; u% c( T48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power 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。
2 w  A( ?6 {) tWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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" O% M3 k* g; D% I, |' Y# ?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
) v8 |* S7 n3 ychildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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7 Y# E0 L3 \, a; _6 x9 ~  {51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
8 V: j: {* Q& C6 k! v% y# m( F& aThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

. e" ^2 I' m7 u- b. 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.

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。”
/ G* P8 {9 E  N% C( ]$ Y& x; N天上的星不回答它。
; [( G# i' _+ r- @) J2 Y$ u9 I+ KThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

; k8 `! D' h. a  e' V4 |1 ~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
the nest of my silence.
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; p) X- I5 P5 n& {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。
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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" `! X; ^. W2 v/ G" p# v57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
& H9 S6 h% m; R1 [3 NThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

2 t- A; N; c" Y2 x. ?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？
' M8 ~, G3 ?2 LThat 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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2 h4 b' s, P. S  r$ I( d$ e59.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.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
: V, V3 C( y! O5 ?% k4 Q0 ~I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
; O$ h* F  Z- _: _7 f) u6 k. ofilled 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