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。
1 I: V! c6 d* e  CLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
7 @/ C: ^# q7 v( k0 nWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
0 x1 d) t1 f; H, a$ i$ T  q它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
3 ?  E! t/ [" mOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ @  R5 W1 X+ o( |  FIt 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。
& W! W" g/ W8 a/ |3 H; g把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
5 s% a" G+ R2 f3 z# E! ^; |The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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5 h% j! y! v3 C. {8 l; L2 V% O% k36.我有群星在天上，
- Y1 Y) V. ~5 \; ^; u2 b% a; I但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
$ l. S" A" A) R% n, l2 ~) eBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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4 ^2 [; h9 X7 O5 Z) j, o9 M37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  m; h; I; Z6 v( E3 P0 gThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" d+ C: S0 v, L* a  b! V2 C2 bWash thy soul with silence.

" r1 M$ s" q7 }38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
% l# t+ ?" M% {2 _3 YGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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1 I( s. P+ S# A, T3 ^39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
" J1 `) [4 d- m9 m6 }! C$ _Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
/ E, ]& v* r+ Y+ O% ?8 @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。
/ \1 o5 X* o3 j7 R( \God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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! u& _. w6 U" ?$ G! n42.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.
2 ^% G! A$ F, wI 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？”
; y* J1 p/ z7 T' a! p( E0 @, R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.
% L! E0 Z; n( S. D2 OI 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。
4 E+ q- O; V! `+ S+ Y: fBy 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。
+ K" W3 D) B  p% e6 \4 G% eThe 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

( `" K& B/ k4 P  H* l# q4 i48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
" h1 c& d6 F9 X( f" T- R: B/ J0 xPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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6 M; K* M9 c: H- C3 a3 T7 h1 c2 @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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( b$ z; h! B5 @8 y9 n1 b+ G50.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
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。
0 H$ K/ F* Y& S% N8 t( L8 v/ l1 ?The 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。
4 k, L0 {/ v+ v, y: t5 uLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

& @, ]& C( t5 A& S" G! x! m53.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。
6 X1 m" M) ?5 \7 m, eThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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7 V/ ^2 c  h5 j6 W# c# A* h54.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。
; N4 G) h$ o( s! f$ s9 C1 ~$ x8 }; oIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
- w3 e6 C9 j4 G# s; b. D4 pthe 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。
$ d% g: i9 y! R: m( x, l: d# G我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ L$ @& f( Y9 W3 @' KI 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。
2 T; Y/ N7 W6 Z! yThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

3 u( ~. a% B9 e: t; Z57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
4 k4 e9 I! g8 ^2 ?; rThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

* a3 Q3 K, S: V9 H1 C0 @, D- 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?

* z0 J7 `; E2 A59.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.

& @1 b6 j6 q6 A6 q3 j  g60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
2 g. E0 w3 l7 bI 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
: Z: l  b) \) T' l7 I“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