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 f3 D( O( k' c  P  ~& a8 O各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
8 J5 ]5 o& ^! |- K7 a. HWhen 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。
4 m8 `7 l; k: m& o8 U- U& M5 dLet 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。　　　　
. G" l3 P7 z( o5 Q它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  Z4 ~  X* Z) X( c6 N* j8 P1 uOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- q# n! D8 L* c0 X$ z' e) D, L- r* WIt 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
; J6 X! _3 u4 C4 [, f% WThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; \' ?/ K7 g# `Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

5 F. P* V8 x+ g6 s4 C' n36.我有群星在天上，
9 Z# X( p' e1 h+ u! Q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
4 W# l: r$ d4 K0 X  wI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
7 P2 w) |* K1 u# ~2 Z3 D- {6 qWash thy soul with silence.
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& l2 M; e  k( W* U" W38.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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5 \. a# ~" H# X39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
; ]  K) L8 A( |9 w# tCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

+ K. u1 K: F6 h) G; n40.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.

2 G! s* S, |* H$ ~0 L( [8 I41.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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. G9 z' j8 `- C5 Q$ V: \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. O* L4 D2 W% J; I( DThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
* \8 x! D1 Z: ]4 J: m# n9 b2 L' I8 |I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

3 W4 K+ m- ^( a% n43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
. A, u& A/ V7 w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.
: ~7 W6 K5 t/ v1 ?; m/ kI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

3 H8 h2 z7 h( s" n9 Y44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
; f6 _/ e: C5 W3 s2 ~$ BBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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+ K5 p% |$ [: g  S45.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.

- `5 ]! v* {! k# m' y& z" \# R6 [. y46.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.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
* J3 ~3 n" M+ M' o9 Z) @The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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% i" U3 x' K1 K- ?6 d7 \' \48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
9 B* j, ^: K1 Q2 d( oPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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1 i  U4 o9 `( x; |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。
" o- q* f2 S, K$ T0 U8 F5 H7 RWhen 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。”
  }  g; J; \' N$ y5 i) `The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ x9 a! l5 \' j0 T( cchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
) c3 k* D1 J+ H) r7 W5 l8 kThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

& z7 y: y5 d; ^6 K; G52.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。
+ c" J7 Z/ x$ H' Y2 aLove! 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。”
) f2 O6 F" O5 b# |+ ]4 a" N% s% X天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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3 S/ ~9 X8 m# ]1 m# f3 h6 c54.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。
+ V- D, P* K1 W# FIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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。
2 J7 K4 h  M+ E) a- y( ]6 f: _Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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+ `/ n2 N" R+ E2 A6 n56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# }3 Q& q3 p: b7 t8 Q$ L4 fThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

- O! K+ D% t. X8 Q, ?/ c& L/ @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
in songs.

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？
5 Z' t0 s6 V  w" M) B# HThat 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?

" z. ?6 j+ I  R2 m2 h+ z59.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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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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