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。
6 B* E  d5 {& q0 iWhen 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.

$ ?( w1 |& G" ?( l0 c2 ?, ~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。
, X" l8 R; c! p7 e3 e. YLet 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.

34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
0 [) U6 e! O6 U/ V, \It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

. y, i/ N2 C* B8 s- k35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
! y4 c; ^- u; s; X  G5 J. R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.
1 k1 h: K$ ~* Y& {( b% X4 CSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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8 g6 g$ i& X- T( x" e% Q1 q36.我有群星在天上，
% T$ v, j& I& h* g2 b但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
2 B# z# j. N2 EI have my stars in the sky.
/ _# }- W0 F/ bBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 T: o* H0 a3 ~% y+ g0 i  v用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
6 ^. o2 R8 A9 [  CWash 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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- I: v  y0 F! X, b) Y2 b' M39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
( U# R8 [4 g! C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.
% {2 T  N+ i1 p1 H5 @' a  \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。
# F$ ~; r5 B! L; ?7 K: R# n5 m1 wGod'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，
8 f9 i# m* L( v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 |. ^8 @* L+ e- XI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
. p( e! n* W$ P1 q$ U/ z3 g! {瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
6 R4 M" B, a4 f9 ^. ~! uWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& _( M- n; |1 q5 e. J& z7 }' SI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

5 s9 o% o) m% n6 i- O44.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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
0 t9 ~/ F- ?+ Z% k# z) L( gSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 \1 w& \5 M  x+ k居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
( l& q# Z+ m/ y8 ~! a7 APower 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

, `" z; {1 Z& X4 s50.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 E) v% A4 `$ q8 h6 B) [; fThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
; {% }7 o3 v! m% s* tchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
6 u! t- e/ t* f  L+ y  e  J$ g9 ?8 _I can see your face and know you as bliss.

# k! _4 ?5 K9 T! K53.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 }) H8 p; R. g( a9 W天上的星不回答它。
0 V+ e" b, t# U9 T; Y3 y2 nThe 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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$ C: g$ `" Y" V% j& ?# y# t4 y3 u54.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.
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5 e" F. p: _  _: w6 `9 V55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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% Z0 L( V1 q  d4 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.

! s. z7 s/ I( c" Z1 C57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
2 u) N& R0 f2 K! F4 gThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
7 s9 ~' D, C) g' O% jin songs.
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7 R1 K$ T/ ^2 O58.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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2 c( v  F2 h9 H! M0 `' E: H59.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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3 s7 q6 h" R6 \* _  Q2 P" 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
8 x* ~/ |, t# N% W/ b# k4 D$ v7 ufilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
# ~* U4 v9 a  {8 o+ r( W' k, Z! S“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
6 Q' j/ q2 M. C9 o6 {6 Q, 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