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。
' E" |; O: |' V, l4 ~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.

, Q/ H# I8 g( |- g32.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。
. ]2 E9 K3 Y: |+ _3 M+ Y9 @" v0 tLet 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。
: ]8 P4 x! P* aWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

3 B; `5 O9 `7 H  v0 O34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
1 m; H% _; c' |- {! f# @* sOne 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。
/ G4 h+ V* G- n  y: S4 d9 S- Y2 Z把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
: f8 \/ ?% C) d0 V- Q- x2 m. ~( hThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
* N; E& b; M7 n" q8 U  n9 `Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
2 u" n# p0 [+ y4 F% S但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ V2 b0 n/ e" g, `* hI have my stars in the sky.
7 K: `5 E8 y8 j8 h5 U& b: BBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) C7 `9 q, K. V: w( B: _' RThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
! `% X6 r( p8 K- e9 u* V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.
- P$ ?+ y- q' ?# C/ a& _Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

9 ?# ~+ z: f" @! \8 K40.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.
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, d3 F, W2 @7 a  Q* o' O) j41.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。
2 m* _" `; T& N4 s# _, xGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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% Z- Z2 Z5 |! m! T9 |& w) O42.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，
' y0 p/ ^6 e1 l: ~$ V2 Y' I# {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.
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: d' o' g. W* `" j/ }3 i: H43.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。”
0 J: z$ L# y' Z; @* W( {& T. aWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
7 x# L. X. b% ?3 {% q! m% J& YI 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。
5 g- a  T7 @- YBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

' p& A4 L3 c0 f( J" @' Z45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
; z  M7 M  }$ e1 {Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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& k4 a% K6 F2 X( ]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.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
, X5 ~& K5 p6 i+ x  H3 H& nThe 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。
7 \. Z, T$ r; R8 C; C* S' p1 bPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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$ W8 ~& N  I" I49.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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5 w4 z: g+ K: r, r50.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。”
- c5 p9 Z! }+ f+ E9 |# iThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
3 O( j' \; h' @children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

/ B! Z+ Y. v& N( P1 Z51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
( F& G: Y" g; [The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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  i. y4 c6 y7 r52.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。
9 D- a3 R$ {8 P0 ]; [" ^: y, bLove! 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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: \2 M# k$ x% A: j, N# @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
' e/ J7 b2 _3 w& o" N  ?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。
! Z4 ?, s2 v; @8 _& PIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

  Y5 y$ i+ k- ?: ]- s55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
) L- m: v$ @4 U% h2 S) k我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
# v" M1 A0 y7 `4 A9 `" K9 l0 ]I 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。
* Q/ Z# L/ }# I* CThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

2 ?8 J: Q2 W* G$ H. S" |57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 E5 n/ _& N' z. }3 G& \) MThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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. V  E3 B+ ~" f1 N( q# A  X58.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。
2 w& ^9 T( t5 ~  f( F; PThought 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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
0 H$ [' w5 Q8 c* [7 v. O" Hfilled 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
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