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
' x: x, |' s% U3 k( y8 V各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
' B( l) O9 U0 r; }  BWhen 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。
) z* P/ W) @. T6 }$ z; mLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

0 y' N" U8 u8 {0 P) m) ^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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! [$ s1 ]9 r9 g" A' \0 k0 y34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
8 Q7 Y4 q! H1 _1 p$ m  TOne 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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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。
+ l7 ]+ ?/ D9 I" Z8 {The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
& t. T8 e& J: X6 l( {I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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* y6 U$ }& `  _0 o37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
5 o2 j- B2 C! `8 f- h0 y7 {8 `0 P$ _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.

# E: O7 V: B' B2 z' [- p/ @38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
, ]4 L1 ]+ t. q' QGaps 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。
2 P! @' M2 e4 `7 M出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
3 m/ u1 }2 q% E7 F9 }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.
0 g  T3 k9 N% i/ ?: g5 SMy 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.

* ~+ n8 L# k5 @2 a# C9 y42.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，
. P4 a; j9 [6 p0 N5 U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.
8 q# h( ^) \+ d4 g" Y' SI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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" q* O  _* b2 g2 n  x43.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。”
0 p/ T. t& q2 P; o( _, K- R- jWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
. _2 ?, q' |  Y3 f9 D3 Z& mI 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。
& c0 t, ^; W7 i1 Q' MBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
6 Q8 @) V' k+ b0 k4 EThe 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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
1 B7 t1 b. U4 o! }7 XPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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/ J) d5 [* v6 {5 m8 {+ {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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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.

& ~+ _2 h" N3 m8 l) A5 C, M, C, x51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
6 j8 L2 F7 {' Q, t/ mThe 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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" V3 E$ A5 h6 x. X! Ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

% Y% j) }* S. C6 C: r5 _5 O54.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
/ V' I( L2 d; N' L) L$ Rthe 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。
; Z0 o2 p9 u8 z* W5 GThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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, N7 Z3 F0 v$ P4 Y! Q- ~7 ^0 t3 d56.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.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
' D3 w% K% ~$ ~! D: r0 U* LThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
/ G! l- ?) [! a8 n1 Sin songs.
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% p$ k' i6 n  ?2 M8 \9 x58.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 c2 N; W: c% u/ X% E. kThat 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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 }0 I# A  |% \) x( v) a  JThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

" t: L2 ^3 K/ i# g60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
* O4 L# C) `  u6 C0 aI 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
' x& I; O+ X/ ~' X“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
* f: C* Q! L, i- F! E: g5 G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