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
0 f7 V  x" H% e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。
Let 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。
; z4 d- i6 a) U5 g0 AWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

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。”
3 i) `' I; V/ O. j# M6 nOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
( t6 A! k! U( {6 ?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。
' y5 G" n; E: m/ @1 kThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

% h5 Q; ?/ O( H1 m: {36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) r+ ~. h2 p) _3 d- g1 Z* [4 E4 uI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
# f; t+ q7 @3 Q用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
* H$ K# P& ~* M. CThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
) B8 @8 @! G. N- U. K5 u/ mGaps 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。
$ U& T5 v" r- @4 v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.

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.
7 X6 V0 H. o) q. g6 Q% cMy 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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& a7 c: D8 v0 V% x7 d41.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。
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，
" ^9 r  }; h& y  X3 H9 M* F我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
* R6 T2 F3 i' ~This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
2 k* S6 \; M- X, LI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
% V" D: |& _& u4 `: ]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.
4 s  W$ y- [/ M: U# xI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

- }4 i: c2 A/ f% |8 O44.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.

* c  I+ W) b7 g* ]45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

. e5 \( Y2 h5 v% K2 c; R46.大的不怕与小的同游。
9 D8 `9 H7 P# {9 O, F- F; ^# S居中的却远而避之。
$ v4 `2 R0 G: DThe 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。
; b% [6 l$ D6 M) p1 X$ z& OPower 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。
3 P: ^% a$ F* m, s# n; X! G% _2 A. K  ^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。”
% V1 Q4 t8 o' ]5 Z  xThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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2 z. t2 p0 h2 D+ Y" o51.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。
1 i. q# j* |: |( G/ `- S( LLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
; k. u, z5 s$ C9 _0 e* f1 rI can see your face and know you as bliss.

1 d2 P1 o; g) q0 {1 E- Y4 R53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
# s* y2 M8 v+ k( b: r天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
3 w3 y3 K% ?8 H) ~firefly 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
the nest of my silence.
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% t) m& \5 c0 {$ _8 a55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
  m9 @! \3 M" m8 i  u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.

4 V' V- ?4 w! Y56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
4 s5 W" i' F1 k, wThe 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。
* D$ o# l9 z  z' r$ T" o( XThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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2 s2 _4 `% g5 T$ q( p1 d4 B58.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？
/ Q! v" _) d3 H- r: ]0 mThat 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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+ \- i, d  w  i$ z! V, f- P59.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。
. J3 B4 [4 m# B1 r& k2 w+ gI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
3 a* S( T' V7 Q7 J- t4 v8 ~6 f5 {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