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。
! @! k& p! i1 f3 o5 {: T7 rWhen 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。
8 n7 Q  I; [5 k: x- bLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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, E/ [, x0 U5 K  ]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。
% o  C, B3 p/ @, J# ?8 d# a- o; rWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

4 a0 K4 j$ s' s: ~34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
: I- G; S* M8 g. c" S/ Z- `& iOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
. c+ @! d( x0 ]+ AIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

- o8 F$ S5 Q& x+ z3 D8 j* _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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
1 T4 w: x7 q# Q4 s# F9 rSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
* w6 y0 `: ]4 Z( O' |( x. K* j但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
' `/ k2 M/ ]. M' |6 @& N' W9 X' ~' j0 nBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
# b% P3 K( w" U! xThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
4 n% |/ K, m# n) G7 CWash thy soul with silence.
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% K; N( D/ y% W1 @$ W3 s* `) e9 z$ R38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
8 T6 k- l! P; ^6 jGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

2 w4 t) I" Z1 d: C5 ~2 l! t" Z1 o* G39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* I& l5 X/ d/ s8 o$ 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.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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; a6 q( {, ?) e! F+ b8 S40.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.
1 ~" j  {  a: B! sMy 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.

, @* g9 c* x. _9 m  O& o41.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，
- G) Y( \2 K3 D: p1 W& 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.

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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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.

9 P$ m( a8 U6 B( B, r5 G45.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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5 w7 s; V0 e3 `" u5 C6 M& \1 t; B47.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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
8 M3 t% d4 Z  APower 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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+ }- E- A0 r. e. p50.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。
7 u5 k7 |& d* E. u4 P, W) n  IThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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# S/ b0 y$ v# p; Z, ^& w52.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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
/ r( K' G8 y$ P2 d: c. s. I天上的星不回答它。
3 c! o% S/ p+ r0 u+ G4 F) o7 n) TThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
7 N0 A: F' |& [6 a, |# _# k5 S0 Tfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
; }! `. ^! L; ?8 a9 ~' [In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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。
$ ^! i& d! h9 }6 }我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
9 s7 \' ?) t& I2 FThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
2 j- j. O0 |; ZI 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。
& {; X/ b! S0 |: P% FThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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0 S+ p6 ~& b3 W$ |# b/ X57.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
in songs.
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7 {# g0 c  Y7 a6 x# K- M( B; Q58.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?
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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 Q5 r4 q: n- K! G$ o  D6 EThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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# j% l6 ?  ], P) v+ t60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
# R2 p  `3 }% y. W; ]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 w3 v# ]9 E# b& |4 ]+ N" A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