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。
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.
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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。
' r9 x/ V3 E, x) n$ w6 G9 QLet 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。
# C! E% Q: \& i5 O( s! ~& |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。　　　　
6 ~4 G3 p/ f) d% L, {, P" |它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
3 o% ]0 }- O4 s! O2 ~+ iOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
$ {" M! s7 l9 ]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.
& R4 d/ L! @! e- A% j' h9 OSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
. B$ T& G* h5 e7 F. ?4 n但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
) @4 J0 I/ T# E$ h  h/ y- o; uBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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0 |3 n* Q( B2 d. h% W; T% L37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ O  V' Y( g% }: i用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" K" ^3 }" A3 d; S/ UWash thy soul with silence.
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$ ?. H; [4 p7 q7 l0 B# Q38.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.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
. d% P- u+ k+ J( u- E  P4 T9 g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.
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5 ~) _( \' G8 Z40.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 K! }1 b% u/ L6 ^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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41.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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, T& e; m$ J: [/ l6 T42.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，
! E& N3 ]& s2 M8 o0 G8 N: g8 n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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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.
9 e9 E: ~0 E. H  i# VI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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1 o9 y8 m) P" f7 F44.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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+ e' i4 d# z3 j% V2 H& ~9 S45.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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. Z  x7 ]& H6 m: Q2 u46.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。
The 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。
8 d/ M$ s+ X& @  J8 V0 ZPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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3 l) H5 }2 _1 c6 _' K49.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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! L5 a- O! C9 ?, ?- q, w$ c* W1 a50.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。”
+ g8 q1 l+ j$ m! ZThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
! [0 ?5 b* t0 |: nchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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% H7 c9 G5 N2 x+ M5 {51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
# A6 [7 V) e3 K, [0 N+ YThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, M0 T3 v  o& o, i! k/ E0 V6 f52.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。
7 q; h, u8 p. m, d8 B" q2 [% ALove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
; t* A7 u; v% RI 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。”
; B0 x& K! {0 f  l6 s$ Q天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
9 c( r0 R5 _+ `" J# ^; {# ~% wfirefly 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。
/ ~) ]; V" h4 JIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
  r) W$ E) J% M5 c6 sthe 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
, s9 k6 ~: f7 r" ZThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
. r) v8 F6 {( RI hear the voice of their wings.

6 [8 B9 o9 d0 X* i56.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.

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
) a% d, s2 V9 T7 m9 t8 Sin songs.
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, `! |, V) A0 M58.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。
4 ]- g$ g) t% [( w  a$ B! }Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

3 B7 X4 z) z7 L0 A$ O9 L- Y. R60.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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# \6 {. m5 A' w# p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