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
) {, P+ j1 x9 l2 k' l各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
% h  @. l3 ?1 V+ g' {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.

: ^' G  u& Q8 k; I* N32.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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4 [. I1 b: L0 P34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
3 T$ Q) {$ R/ B$ i! {1 WIt 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。
/ g! _' x, Q2 [( v% L# o把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
2 g# e! N7 u" h: A& ^The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
& C2 }3 e0 ?% G9 a8 T# vSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

+ ~  i2 d' {+ b' T, \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.
3 |' q* i6 e) d. u; q* RBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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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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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.
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% m" d% G; K8 L7 {) ]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。
+ {1 _  t6 e$ G) xThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
: T7 s/ R: X* c7 E  [% ~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.

( B! [4 ?2 t$ y41.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。
$ F' Z+ f* U* u2 K- ^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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 V  [7 n5 Y: a) cThis 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.

! F! \' K9 R+ M0 r43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
3 J3 c8 ]0 Q* S% R0 G$ B瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
  F, b. C; `2 F4 X6 n! MWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
5 j( V5 t* k' `4 q4 ~9 |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。
& a1 T$ \8 N+ n+ K+ ^& GBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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: i4 Q" Q% d9 s+ t% S4 r# @* M3 h45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. M5 j" |. E! CSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.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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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
  D/ C1 L5 n) b  P$ tThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

7 K8 l. b" z- k# D6 v# l48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
! z/ E3 w7 ?& m/ ?When 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
( `3 ]5 i" N; \5 @8 k/ k0 D8 i+ Nchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

: T( S6 a: Z: w( @3 F8 G0 ?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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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。
7 \. U1 H3 J, h% `. s, b/ q( jLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
3 a! U6 d6 U4 y' LI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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# H3 `) {) r4 g53.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! N' |$ r" }+ h+ z6 T) k8 X+ j天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
+ q7 ^0 z8 A. DIn 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。
* ^* T- A+ o0 Q& f+ ^( s7 A我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
* A, o) ~4 R- C& ]Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) n. ]4 M) C8 vI hear the voice of their wings.

! k# u1 A% E8 g; k& A56.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。
# W# t8 y( U6 J) P" gThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
( T! G& F- g& G  k& q9 {& J, Iin songs.
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, B& i6 o% t* T; ^& j% t58.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?

) Z) A* N$ `$ q3 \7 V59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
" S) G6 a6 Y9 E  `Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

% z7 p8 N& J& ?5 k60.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
filled with love.

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