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
- c/ P% o0 a! F" w( F8 _各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
, N* ?+ i# {- F0 \6 QWhen 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.

$ T5 o) D5 _3 d9 m/ {2 P- ?- x9 ~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。
6 w9 Z6 d9 ~3 J. d5 A! \  hWoman, 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.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

, z# N2 s6 r" L: w3 c0 g  {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。
8 x0 E2 `- h/ o/ C6 ?& g/ _The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
' o' [3 D1 [7 _2 i( F5 vSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
" T2 |. O% j) H  c8 C但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
8 K6 o5 v3 S% i5 iI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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+ e7 Y# [2 p& F% a; W5 F# b) [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: x* i) f6 q( K用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
$ O4 ]( Q4 B9 C! I5 P& sWash 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。
. l' o  T. t7 E: C6 P* r4 JGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

' ]: O% s) O; r8 K  k( ~39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& f3 o9 n9 z' Z2 a5 [" }7 ^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.
5 [: v4 L1 ^7 j2 mCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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+ m  T" ^% u0 O0 r& I* ]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.
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.

. O1 Z4 T/ V- P) W  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。
  x7 ?+ q$ B* Y7 z8 s' |* OGod'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。
9 P) }$ Q2 D, P; }This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
I 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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+ H: Y8 {/ K; [% x4 U  F9 W# H- d4 p44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
9 F" l% L5 I7 M7 F1 {2 R( A# ~- UBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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/ Y1 s; P- [- g: {3 t45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% j  A2 Y) e9 [  ~& x% Z* z2 o% ASilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
" q$ c: p8 v. ^1 W1 xThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

- e6 ^. [' o4 i1 z- @8 Y7 Z4 T47.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.

; m/ T/ x8 X, N0 ]; W5 K48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
' `3 O7 Y) G6 y, F( mPower 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.

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.

! m+ w- e3 e- @- e! {5 O4 [51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
2 O" G$ s, y5 BThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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,
, z" Y9 X! i0 n. Y1 v# qI 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。”
3 o6 D, a  A8 ~6 |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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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.

3 s2 M) u) s; A55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" m$ O, n4 }$ |9 d/ B5 H( [& v我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
2 v- z3 A6 B" i9 r) ^8 DThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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5 i8 g+ D. w! M9 X& X56.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.

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.

! N. n, M7 ]' q4 Y2 a+ S58.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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
5 U" E/ [8 V; o0 d# M0 S. q/ tThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

- m4 o2 z% u1 {9 P% C5 Y0 S' H60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
) {$ p$ k0 ~- U5 K; u' n: oI 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
“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