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。
& D5 s' h& F: Z3 l9 N( }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.
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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。
3 f9 Q. G' P0 HLet 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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3 L/ e5 u% L1 c+ X, [34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
# V8 F( z. r( `& c它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
# U; ]  F& N+ S, ^2 z: |One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
1 A1 F( u3 D' \$ ZThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
+ Y  X1 b, Y# }& O& ySave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

% `- W  b2 w1 c1 C36.我有群星在天上，
1 R4 E* r5 P) s但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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: u1 E' \5 a; k0 C% l7 r37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
# ~& U7 F& e1 A  p" R5 B& v- _用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
( h( y8 Z/ w; ]# p1 m) w7 f- sWash 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。
Gaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
# A9 ]+ ^# c3 {- R  CThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
" s! a/ x1 b9 F# t3 w" cCome 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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) F2 B5 n% W- ]- {: x/ `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.

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.
I 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？”
* `# ~, F  S* d瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
  _9 @6 |4 I4 D; A, tWho 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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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
4 R3 W' K& b! L- U1 ]# BBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

1 j/ H+ s2 E5 y* G45.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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) b9 W6 \6 p4 D8 x% [  r& [$ Y  H9 S46.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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$ _  v+ F5 e0 i6 y47.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.

0 p& h, J( K/ n2 d9 @4 m" `* S& g48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
2 W/ L% f. r, d4 w  b  v- jPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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8 {+ i4 h- x8 a( r( ~: ?. \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。
/ C! t& z% |5 Q+ sWhen 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
" u: y2 T& h* h9 E; r  schildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

. }) m. R. J- Y9 m! n9 B/ `7 a52.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,
) |+ f! l2 P7 o* XI can see your face and know you as bliss.

! B$ n8 W3 ~# Y; |: \5 F. U53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
/ @4 O' Q3 K# F4 [! n天上的星不回答它。
* x6 o; _4 A+ k0 h: t6 t! m6 @- R  k3 zThe 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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5 p/ U: O1 H- @8 J* A54.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.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
6 N. i7 }; H9 R  w8 U: i( n我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- p0 A. p& o8 I$ S& W6 h, |/ tI hear the voice of their wings.
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: r8 O( h3 S" [8 A( C# X5 _- l56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
( E1 _0 H' W. p" ]The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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! ^* G2 [4 G7 N57.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？
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?
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" z* M, y: W3 A1 M0 X) Y8 O59.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
$ q7 i- _+ B% a  s) U# C“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
6 b2 f/ e( D+ O2 V$ N& f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