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
/ w+ f8 V( i& v  Q# u1 w7 z各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
; f. ], z9 a' j0 O/ N. o/ n% U/ MWhen 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.

  c5 n+ A, [, R  f32.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。
" ^& d& I9 u5 q8 c  t- o1 p6 K1 u# @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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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.
3 g) n% [; ?* `! V4 F/ OIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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5 c  L+ U  b6 w% f1 Q% }& J7 f35.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。
) r5 Y8 S2 }9 O- PThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
% S3 T2 e+ l+ d  MSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

0 h% B4 w1 j  r6 A' i4 U; u1 ]. s# X36.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.
7 G6 R: a/ S: J8 U* C( nBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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9 }; x# E. u3 }, M' b* r37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
0 Q: C% X5 |3 K& K$ d- N) ]) O" ^9 xThe 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。
7 H& {: x6 i- _Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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; D8 G: Y; G  X4 T& O39.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。
, X$ Q: _' d! O, \2 v8 ]9 D8 m6 fThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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& y3 D: r8 d/ {# `) q; ?8 o- G40.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.
$ D' ?8 }5 j' ?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.

! U9 f' w: D( T& d* L41.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。
! S& i  S. W: y+ {7 LGod'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 K, K3 J, r1 s8 ^: q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.
4 z6 P- I6 e7 sI 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？”
1 U/ q; V- j9 P' M, _- C: ~9 V瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
) H' ^1 W3 x* ^& vWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
) v" x; W8 `# F4 ~0 _3 M6 mI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
& i( O: y) ]( u. ~By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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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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- E. x3 l7 E8 @; G46.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。
% O+ \, q  a5 MThe 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。
! q& f8 p( }+ H* S) g4 SPower 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。
1 o  s5 s9 }1 |6 bWhen 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。”
: ~' e3 r( L4 T& g1 W2 q) e$ k0 H0 FThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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。
6 J2 L5 o5 H0 ~0 I( p5 ?4 T# iThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

0 ^1 `- Q- \2 G52.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,
I 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。
' H7 w! E5 {% i: q: g( V% O6 h' lThe 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。
4 z! U8 B: A% }; D- I$ E- j  r' H1 KIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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* k1 h% u4 m4 m( k5 V55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" |+ g4 j% [8 F) S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.

$ H: _3 x0 L$ s  d7 o  T, T4 [56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
5 h9 o+ t6 |+ E/ W$ a  }1 n  C$ eThe 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。
4 [% L9 N8 h( P: O, mThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

" F# M3 l% j4 p9 L4 f5 T  i4 V58.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？
( Q  M+ }& _# Z  B# _% ~) aThat 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。
1 o+ a5 l& V4 R" sI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
8 t% j( p* a$ i. A6 P& Pfilled 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
, U  \* ~+ W: c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