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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
3 u8 g; D3 J# R) \! B2 y( \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。
% P6 I9 W: g$ c, G' R$ y# WLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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, B1 ?6 ^* u+ o# z) L0 b( E; `8 u33.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。
* b* _% {! p4 n% d' N0 Y8 w0 V, j0 xWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

, _; B& O2 _0 i0 g34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
$ k8 ^6 R9 {) t. l它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! Y0 q; Y: g1 V1 uOne 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。
9 I/ r# b$ O+ M6 W4 P8 |把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
8 V5 O6 [; Z( R8 m3 ^0 vThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
0 j' u) J8 c  i6 E, L0 g) u但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
% W7 y% m) U3 m1 mBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 O9 d4 Y( W* h! w用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
/ i6 O6 ]' O" Y; h, [The 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。
4 O$ g8 k4 r+ f3 U3 OGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
" m8 {$ D0 y* p2 ]; oThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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$ S, `3 _: l4 W9 P$ T40.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.

/ Q) ^. c' @/ B+ O5 Y; v" ^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。
God'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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
2 ?/ x; D) E6 t$ q, m& O8 zI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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/ p' [% u0 Y  o3 W  K9 `5 O, p43.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。”
4 h1 H7 |: F/ u' d7 W# ^" xWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
7 F( P" u" O, J/ L) L1 t6 M* DI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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; D# q. ~3 n0 w) r# P- v% ~44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: B' s4 y6 P* o% q3 Y  |5 NBy 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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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% C" U" W7 n5 q! N( g/ N0 a- L46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
6 y9 ^  ?" \" h. GThe 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。
' x5 p  [8 q( }$ h0 jThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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2 ~. o9 b2 P  \/ Y5 T5 v48.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。
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
7 O. C3 E6 s5 K. Q1 q5 Q3 zchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
" n1 b% p9 `" L8 E0 J# F% IThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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; W. g1 ]4 p; O: x4 v! ^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.
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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。”
5 z. L9 p9 n+ K天上的星不回答它。
( l: a& w+ G9 O& v; S3 aThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
  M* O0 u% X( F. x! ofirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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- b, M! {9 C7 Q* k! F. O54.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 }% _5 P! I! W$ p) O6 d2 {In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
: E& j0 V9 d  P6 bthe nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
2 ~" g( k; K; ?2 _4 Q4 m0 ^我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
7 K0 G5 P& a6 p! ^I hear the voice of their wings.

; L, I: _/ ]7 I56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
) L0 y" R  |3 P7 XThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

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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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？
- e6 n2 n7 e) i8 DThat 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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1 V- N5 Z5 z/ z59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
( R3 |2 V/ ]1 A1 ~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。
I 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
4 I) j. k  e& u4 B, z% b  [& j“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
1 P3 o; g$ ~) k8 T; |# C( W3 i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