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。
- r) j  K+ H; n+ sWhen 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。
- h6 {& x, G9 L* x3 C6 PLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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9 ]6 |5 k0 e% F; a) W/ b33.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。
0 g5 l% K: _9 x: u# O/ L$ b2 bWoman, 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。　　　　
. Z  K* ^7 w4 o7 o它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
$ f/ A! [2 W% F# @7 `One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
& p7 n; k$ j9 X& A% SIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

9 `: |6 c1 Y# |* x35.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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; i* L/ ?! K% [+ H+ y$ o2 gSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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& s' A3 P* o1 O& O1 Z  V+ j0 d- p# p36.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 M/ y1 G7 b: M- L1 ]' ABut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* Q$ B1 `$ Z  {, U7 @用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: j* V- P% _- q0 k& |$ \/ j7 UThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

) @# M; @  D" N5 z0 Y38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
1 F- k5 [+ N3 ^% I3 {3 T5 a# LGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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) P' G  b, B) L- k; `39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
% @. |( k% C, f  X  F  N出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
$ b' |7 X  c" rThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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. [) F5 e4 ~, L9 s" _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.
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。
" x! S9 M& t2 \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。
/ D! K- C. M3 W0 _7 I. AThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
0 A- J& V/ y. wI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

( j# [2 P8 G7 p2 U% K. v3 H43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- Q6 F5 q; V9 O5 S. J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.
1 A) Y5 K0 v5 [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。
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。
; d) e. x5 m1 ~" \Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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+ \3 P2 y" D8 m. f6 p5 c6 D46.大的不怕与小的同游。
  ~7 M: G8 j5 e# @居中的却远而避之。
; J+ [" u8 k6 K! g9 g( W) P1 kThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

# T& w' y. }* k) K6 N47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
3 Y6 Z9 R' U  z* AThe 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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
) ?8 N4 K! K. `6 T2 d  sWhen 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。”
7 o6 b5 U% F4 m$ }The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
" x( {4 v9 c/ r& G! N: Ychildren, 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。
2 I1 {- |( ^! f, X! KThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

52.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,
" R% R; q% R# q, e1 hI can see your face and know you as bliss.

4 F( L# J9 r. I  s5 n+ v53.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。
/ U& q, Y! f& W' p2 C# }% aThe 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。
* D3 t7 k3 U1 u7 u/ }: c- dIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

# w4 [+ Q+ S* I7 k: |6 U8 K' F0 K55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
5 N! ]$ |& U( ?* ~我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
7 |5 o* a( w& w8 C$ ]. cThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
: I1 z4 |- ^0 ~1 YThe 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。
& h4 u3 R9 q) {( mThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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( O+ I  O& w/ h; J6 l58.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？
3 L% |  a, @. K; f% H2 `% MThat 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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# Q0 l: M) L% G# V$ n5 o59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
: `4 i8 Z* W% [- t2 w) gThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

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
" m9 {0 n% X: t; ?filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
" o- V' ?" \& c( h“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
1 q1 t; }, e; a6 K4 d) p6 _9 A6 R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