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
! q4 V, y( B/ Q4 v0 ?# C各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
# P% }+ c, i( L$ w7 t& f, j4 N* YWhen 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

: s5 S$ w5 D7 [5 }: i/ P) v33.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。
- F0 u# b- k  w' JWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
* ]$ {' [/ Q  p0 X! y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.
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5 h: W+ A5 d" m" p- ^+ O+ I35.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。
+ C9 e# v5 q  zThe 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。
I have my stars in the sky.
5 t2 v. f! a) Y. P  _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.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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/ I, V, M# k7 j) O38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
- P8 r1 H8 H) g# D2 l" u% q  `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。
: f# F; V1 g+ ^The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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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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，
4 L. H& G) O/ S. s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 O5 K% a- R7 P( U1 u/ V4 [I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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3 l4 ?8 l, [# T$ V43.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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, v  F% Q+ t3 g9 p" N8 y+ f4 d7 W44.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.
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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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# ]- Q) q1 K- _1 [6 i* }46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
/ r, t* g8 V2 V* s/ N+ T; a$ dThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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; ?2 I" f: n3 v+ s: s  P' }47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
- I0 i: [/ E! cThe 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。
3 J$ v# ~/ e$ Y7 q$ o, sPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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* Z  f2 Y8 e! B3 A% z49.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.

& X/ `: [5 n7 g2 {% c50.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。”
- n9 _* b# d/ ?, X# i0 |% {6 mThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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.
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' L2 @; T. Y, N: S1 D5 R52.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。
. a- @8 u7 J) b0 Z& S& ]' _Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

+ [/ e+ a9 ]/ A. p53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
$ @  c' @8 S: O$ U( i8 R1 z天上的星不回答它。
3 |7 F  s9 h1 i; nThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( Y4 u- U5 e& K% G7 Qfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

) ~! g. L$ @! s! q. b+ n. V54.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
. u' |( }1 \$ H6 P5 h: Qthe 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
, G; T( F; L, X, ZThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
5 J' z5 z$ r# w' RI hear the voice of their wings.
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2 L9 K2 G( T5 v4 m8 Z# N" `56.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。
: Z, H; n& F5 o; u; f' E* `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？
! p& d/ W  E3 X/ ]9 v' I' M8 [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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3 {; X* b1 l* O1 u# _8 X8 _; T59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
1 ?. O$ V/ P7 X) y% t& e0 V/ UThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

/ t3 h1 R2 X+ n+ M2 w$ J3 \7 e6 F60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
7 ?1 N* @2 }: m# N+ w* o7 h! I2 o% ~9 uI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
3 i, L5 _! {% U% ~/ B) Kfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
2 ]+ C% G5 n6 p“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