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
/ U" T: Z3 h8 T. u各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
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.

8 S3 d* |+ ~8 {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.
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$ E# \' j. a. e0 g/ L) k) i$ N0 |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.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
. ^  l+ B! v) d+ h  H3 x* d8 `它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
& a4 U; g3 W' t, k# L# k/ f: k  c% yOne 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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  V; _: x; G$ p7 J7 h6 W35.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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
, G+ S$ h( P: c6 xSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

: x! w& S! }) p4 ]' H# @36.我有群星在天上，
" P1 C- v% c- ~& v2 o) s, W5 N0 `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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, X4 N2 w! A% L6 k9 _$ \+ c0 }37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& l/ W+ E( P: ?  {) R% q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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) ]& ]- T3 s6 ]2 }  V( p38.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.
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0 @2 x5 @" X2 g5 J$ s: b39.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。
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.

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。
7 O' N0 d1 D( q9 m4 aGod'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。
0 u5 M; A& v2 S% z2 a6 S, b% HThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
/ z" k+ n( s( e8 B) lI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

9 N; y  y2 A8 M7 ]0 t9 `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。”
" d1 S, M( G3 v; ^* a$ j0 [& 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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( u; U6 w3 d+ O5 f+ E44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
' H2 H) ?  s; ^; o: PBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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1 g; M3 h! A* ~3 L! N45.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.

" ]0 G3 n% U/ z46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
; _! N9 ?2 q$ W  Y) G( u3 ZThe 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。
2 a1 c6 \* O$ ?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。
0 }  l4 T9 f: a, ?8 S5 hWhen 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。”
2 G, P  m0 _" q, l( MThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
" P! ^$ ~8 \9 A! q6 Nchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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/ V7 A. e; ]. W: ~$ d51.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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0 ]7 c9 b" h1 ^& K52.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。
9 X3 Z& \! w- A7 U4 J! e+ U) bLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
1 O8 l+ H) e: ^天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* b% C, V) j3 D/ P# mfirefly 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
1 w) |: E$ ?& v/ zthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
  h2 X0 p8 r  _5 D/ M( R  b我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
$ c2 Y% h: H- c# A. }' n5 K+ T0 ]I hear the voice of their wings.

0 C& c- {4 ~" ]$ i0 W$ Q  G1 l56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
* O! C( s5 l4 W2 B" A0 s8 ~+ ]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
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& C' c2 _3 v8 A! K$ 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 ^# u$ n! @3 O6 t) Q+ iThat 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。
- H4 n/ A. A' n$ Z; \7 F6 E) |Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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: U$ ~! c; Q2 V0 b& ^$ w60.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
4 f6 h) N, k! r: c4 A# w9 h& tfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
" J3 C! E/ m+ G& c, Q, w/ q“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