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
4 V. }) C8 W$ n5 F" s% w: x各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
$ M' C, X- \0 Z* }( y7 t! y; qWhen 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.
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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.

6 _& d0 H- S3 X7 G- J; s33.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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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
+ B( g; @0 N8 {3 d4 k, f它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! H( P; a1 D6 ]0 Q4 o  x9 j3 TOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
6 I/ N( [0 k+ JSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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$ C4 E9 }9 J& _  u" Y. S36.我有群星在天上，
, y# f/ v* I# J& S但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
6 r0 x6 p  b: g) U0 CBut 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.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
/ g4 q5 I# h: ]* h3 xGaps 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。
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.

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.
- _; u; P3 ~1 {! @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.

' C0 L1 V$ {1 P  ~8 o+ W6 N41.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.

: j- V) C4 ^$ k+ ?! a. a42.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，
! r. T/ ?3 I  P5 X7 y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.
I 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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.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.

5 p7 G6 g. H0 Y2 b0 @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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/ J* ]6 x8 n- j) J) u6 I46.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.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
0 R3 a' U, m3 f+ y) {$ M! N, T' KThe 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。
, M0 J0 H5 ~/ \! B: z0 xPower 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。
1 D  F- @, I9 R" bWhen 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。”
1 M" T' A- l4 J8 M. D8 O5 nThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
$ n: g) Z5 J- V/ echildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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7 V0 T+ F' ]& w( W$ c. X51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
5 M! u) ~6 i' @7 sLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
0 n% `( p% X4 X# P2 DI 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。
' {8 c/ O6 m! UThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
. ?( \/ I3 i$ z- Ofirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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: O2 P& t9 X; M/ j& c54.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。
9 C% @5 h& b% [) M8 o. b/ QIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
) k$ L9 ?4 p) j% Vthe nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
  `  W, i. i; h2 u3 f8 i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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4 ]1 j: W: P* m( L) v6 l! @56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
- w3 }  u" ~5 y0 {" H# OThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
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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59.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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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
5 w5 q: W- ]: SI 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
: A& r! r; ~4 F& k$ s; P“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