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。
9 s. F: e( T+ u  jWhen 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.

! R+ k' W5 l# D2 y' R  H3 R32.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。
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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

$ v! \7 r6 B( ^9 p; @5 n  o35.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。
: }$ X" ~$ |$ h* EThe 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，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
1 M4 o/ j- K" ?I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* J- F) O0 ^7 n0 Z  z8 O$ ]5 ^用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
" z( V1 s" s+ a  U) ]+ s7 h$ zThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
% v4 t5 m  S+ m/ xWash thy soul with silence.

, m: U1 H# b( G2 ?" u' [  D3 C. {38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
0 L3 v2 G" ^9 E$ {Gaps 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。
# |* }$ B2 B7 E: Z- W2 f5 d+ ~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.
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.
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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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/ e$ \8 @! b/ o; N- k! p42.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，
* K7 }- x; k, I7 r: `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.
7 C; _5 A0 G/ ?, A) ]6 kI 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？”
$ X3 \5 g) g9 }+ a: a瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
% ^% N& @5 l* Z$ }( X, @5 M8 m/ OWho 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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& ^5 H) d) ~' B, Y* O$ Y3 w; E44.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.

; }) n1 W+ X! L2 x' A; |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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# A6 a$ k1 y; P) n! A46.大的不怕与小的同游。
& n# C6 h' j3 u2 m: g6 H7 x, T居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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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3 p/ X' u* p7 D/ j" u  E, L5 U50.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。”
. Y! ~8 `7 Q1 ~# e9 YThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
8 M" `5 l, y3 _- M3 Wchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

; k6 F. Q6 n8 J8 f5 S52.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。
2 q; \" `! J) J: `8 HLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
4 n; ^( ?4 C' Y; z  j) G: gI 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。”
! H( f+ i! [# @: h. m/ e天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
7 C& q) o8 Y! c8 Ffirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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2 H+ Q1 ?4 L  F) W% a6 J8 r54.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。
( l4 g& M/ ?* w7 mIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
* a, Q8 |  v6 e1 g+ tthe nest of my silence.

) P0 U& u  G+ K0 W* a/ p3 v0 e55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
- n, k6 ?; E# k: [& T! ~6 I% k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.
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* q4 K) f, o* H. n, b56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
6 V7 a* ]3 k( W. U3 lThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

8 y" I# C& r0 n' Z2 c$ k  H57.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.
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; b9 ]+ z  d& H' {4 n58.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？
9 n* s3 q% E4 A  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?
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& B- S& Q0 i# `* p5 x/ x. 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.

- S4 d3 i. H' P( J60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
' k' l% d1 W0 qI 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