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。
8 k5 G; ]6 N) [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.

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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. ^* h- A' r" @: O33.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。
* V3 W  s! J+ j7 s1 d$ @Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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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.
- g5 G! K8 W$ H0 c7 IIt 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。
8 O: a# y! e$ ]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.
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。
/ R/ H: a$ H+ U5 ?I have my stars in the sky.
6 r1 Z: b4 I0 N& r% K+ |% UBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

8 r: w" k- W# M) `$ F37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
0 K0 b. X' e; `2 {9 q7 T; ?) sThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, F& ~) @4 i- e6 N5 JWash thy soul with silence.

, u  r$ H2 [. q: Q38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
$ d$ Y8 y  u+ t% L0 U8 u3 FGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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7 k& w& R+ t6 i2 ?39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
# [) t. O7 l; h6 g: j出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
% g: k) b* Q- |3 ZThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% ~/ Z4 s3 w4 B1 GCome 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.

! e/ t8 x6 P  ]1 c- E41.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。
+ g6 M/ s& S* }God'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。
) q( N2 n) \3 \9 l3 K1 Q% O( o5 D. ]This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
* ~# }: v. Z( f  J# _I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
! _7 ^+ {: b; p8 P7 p/ Z9 j瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
" s% c9 S: X) |4 s% \4 g' G. oWho 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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: `0 k8 {  \# J9 |% b; B# l# n44.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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  m$ O* u. a) X( K. h# @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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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
  W# ^7 x2 @$ h" s* |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。
6 _$ s/ B. Q/ J$ ?& HThe 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。
  E) w% k- ~3 zPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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7 B$ P! Y5 f' Y9 M& _; k" A- g2 w- A49.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。
# C$ U, q6 F3 }3 M  }8 IWhen 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。”
, x; _# Y/ D/ u0 S0 C0 [$ dThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
  h6 \! X8 o6 e! u. \# @( Dchildren, 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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6 _8 M* O2 |7 ?4 q52.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。
0 T; J2 B+ D; x; t5 f: o9 \4 N' OLove! 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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( ?3 M9 Q4 |+ [* G1 O1 T+ }; ]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
3 X4 ^' x0 }' `0 [* ~8 J  F2 Hfirefly 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
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
- [7 X$ C! Q9 K8 l我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
  r# i% K3 s" f( l8 R) nThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
1 {& o# }: T2 @4 FThe 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。
% o' z& g' m6 \  X, R/ tThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
2 ]7 q: t: c7 WThat 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。
$ g$ e) [% X0 M# ?: \3 sThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.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
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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