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。
9 `$ ?/ P  `% FWhen 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。
  @' E- b2 @" j9 X' D" W5 e2 SLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
, r% }+ ?5 X5 Q" I5 Z% pWoman, 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。　　　　
# e& f- A6 Q% I( F0 b- H它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
8 ~) H0 K" `0 aIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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0 _; u3 K3 ^( H. m35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
" \8 h& T% q" t% g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.
0 g8 T% \* O+ t+ }- n; u8 x$ LSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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& N9 n3 p' }' j36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
0 S4 O7 m% ~$ Z1 x; h# B) \I have my stars in the sky.
- d0 @2 {9 A; [+ B# b! w1 ]But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 M! ~) k) _7 {' z用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
8 u$ J3 W4 g% \, qThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) j' r  f- {+ k+ R0 {4 mWash 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.

- W( n5 e$ I; h% P4 C8 l/ A39.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.
, R% L( y& ~5 u& v. F" DCome 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.
3 Z. }" u1 i7 a5 ^( \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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4 Q+ A; V# h  ^9 k41.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.
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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，
$ A5 c  L3 F3 G6 V5 e我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
5 g6 W: W9 j! i8 }4 \+ xThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
$ ^. Q# x/ f3 }* U  ]I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

/ M3 Q! d5 j7 T% b" c" r43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
! r- e! T9 i9 V3 _2 ?) ^瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
- h- |& S! U7 D7 o$ OWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
; A) R3 w4 E) _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。
3 g1 h4 Z, c' j, N( C  y. T- fBy 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。
3 r5 O5 D* ^1 X% i3 MSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

( M" {9 k5 r+ s% j" W46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, G* v  f. ^( o居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

" D8 ~  Y3 ^( w4 y1 G+ T' e6 u) l47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
0 W+ D" r# k' K7 g6 \% RThe 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。
6 o8 A0 a) `& n8 Z3 u' JPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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0 M3 d& _' d' u# A0 I1 H49.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.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
. \8 d& _2 e: zchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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8 V7 l) s) W4 O- [51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

$ ^" L$ s' k$ w9 I52.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。
. @/ m; l6 }! b# yLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
) `( ?" Y; _* H8 g* v3 T* t% qI 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。
The 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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4 [5 L% y5 @  y1 E54.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。
3 U& X& s" m8 _( T" t  m# d) yIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
) X% t% j) e* u; D& N3 L% k) _  ?the nest of my silence.
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: I4 R3 g2 g, B) M55.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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8 q# N% G0 u% }& k0 t. ?56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
( G- V6 E4 R- T/ @" _2 q& BThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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( q, n. z6 t3 m' F, k57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
8 w7 N- Z" W$ a0 ~4 K; d  EThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
) e  g5 p% t' N1 R8 ^( CThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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1 e8 m& @+ B4 t! Z; |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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
' D# @  v  O  I“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# j3 W1 L$ D4 W9 q* e) {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