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
1 M& F$ i" n" b$ Y' ?2 S各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
5 o& ?6 \! h3 H# M" h4 ?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.

% A  Z4 h; p5 }4 T8 B) u! e) `! j32.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。
# I4 g" E0 \9 ^* G) C. J' Y; MLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

! k$ _* R9 I+ @. Q9 f  x* p  |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。　　　　
# x# A) t% z$ {# h3 e5 `# N# W* S* T它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
8 V3 ~) b" R3 h2 hIt 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
/ M4 e2 j# N4 C# L5 G. OThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

$ G' Y% `. G# G' }$ |  E36.我有群星在天上，
( t  T- ^" s) C但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
1 B2 ?. a' [* ?- W9 [, t+ u8 g9 ZBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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5 O8 N% _1 X; g8 V2 l  k9 |/ n) J37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
; y# s) _/ T: a; M7 J8 [用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: `! R$ r  K4 O  a; vThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
/ X5 C2 d* n5 zWash thy soul with silence.

) X6 l7 P  d8 {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.

: Y5 o: ]& p6 p2 {! m0 L; }# w) H39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& q3 |9 l3 Q0 E7 z; J/ _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.
5 f8 e* S5 u- o7 |( D. XCome 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.
7 @6 e; J8 _$ e8 d; jMy 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.

# b! _& j& x" T& Z7 K8 z41.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.

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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
5 w: X; Y" ^8 y1 [7 NI 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。”
# {- J. A) e9 Y1 X5 LWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
4 r' O- E% ^6 H# R4 S  C0 @9 nI 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。
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.

46.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.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
4 L8 J4 p! ]& {2 b& lThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

4 h- n9 C' s5 b4 R% F* W48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
9 C: `) F4 K$ I+ V3 i- DPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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: V# M' U' y- s( k- ?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.
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' _. ^9 Y4 H' ^, o4 H50.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
* t) Z1 C/ d0 S! M" achildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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9 C  D  n" h3 h# ?2 c" F51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
% o0 r! C6 S- Z9 xThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

% a! o2 U. [) 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。
  b5 o1 j0 S& |" Z# ]2 }Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ O4 m& i4 B  Y8 `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。”
4 \9 P) e( S4 ~. l6 X6 G天上的星不回答它。
8 G& L' Z) D7 i4 Z. W; L9 f) `The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
; r. M8 k6 {5 ^% j  l+ I% D% {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 F2 ~2 E% ^" A1 }1 p" C2 p& }In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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  \1 b% i0 v+ y# n# x  v& }2 Y55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
6 @: T1 S$ S' o) x7 V1 a7 B我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
# u3 z- L" N' OThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
. O7 R. e) h  u; @7 b* U( b( EI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.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.
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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
0 A  t! x% @+ y1 F) w# S+ h' N% P% iin songs.
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% _% x8 w8 z9 a! ^* J58.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？
  ~* n8 Z7 ], cThat 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?

& E$ A6 d# R& l9 M" t59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 C' e: @& `/ R! A2 m) AThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

7 c+ f; s" J0 S& ?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
3 ]% o: c& L7 `; Z/ m* K“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