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
$ B: p# K& O5 r' t3 j* L0 O+ Q3 Q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 T2 B+ }7 W4 C8 i32.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.
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5 K% d; D# O, c) F7 @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。”
7 G0 b$ T$ ^2 w! \One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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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。
# v  O: d' G& h. f* }0 U, a6 @The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

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.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
$ u3 E1 E0 C$ i7 a( V用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) J3 i4 {( `! R5 n% j' F5 G3 C) tThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# ]* i, A6 t: u4 h6 @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。
% y. _; B* x3 }3 ?% MGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

5 V' v% m( a' r$ n( q$ [* ]39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
+ t+ W8 j/ r6 L  P& h/ x+ l2 j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.
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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.
' y7 m- ]* j2 {0 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.

& B6 t" q9 ^* g) V( M# T41.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。
# Y2 e5 Q+ d- r2 R* \' p1 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。
  E, k% `# a6 NThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
1 {) _$ B* h( d( k, qI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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3 f8 ~' C5 \8 @3 t+ y4 ~0 V43.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。”
% T9 w3 F: Z& \  \8 p6 r* G( DWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
: @; u0 {9 u: B8 Y5 YI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
  e% l% B; z, f3 R. ~: G$ OBy 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。
. ?: N# v5 D( ^- cSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

" d5 u. Q* m: n6 z6 ~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.

2 ^( J3 y# ^& ~# M0 l9 z0 B: Q/ W) w47.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.

/ W( {/ b$ p2 r: I5 X+ W) J48.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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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。
+ ]/ `: x9 I" y- ^3 LWhen 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.

51.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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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。
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。”
2 J. v7 ~# T8 ?% a! u) ]5 I天上的星不回答它。
8 a/ G8 Y1 d1 z$ S8 {3 Y* N0 oThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
' M$ o1 j3 d: Z/ Ufirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
0 J# Y, B; @. w, T7 T" ~& `; k' tIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

+ h% W# o6 T8 l' i55.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。
+ @% N4 w6 u3 O; O# X0 P; ^( U! TThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
* x) a0 |' r+ W* mI 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。
" B4 ?- G5 U2 jThe 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。
/ i+ B( L! b; Y7 w' s8 S8 \" HThe 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?
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59.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。
1 q8 v% W# }4 A) ZI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
# C% J) h, c5 m2 H+ m# efilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
$ R. a' J4 U. q7 M: K# p  f& W5 n“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# D' F& P3 K! ~1 o0 M' m( K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