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。
( Y" _: |% ?; z2 iWhen 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。
$ ?8 ^8 {8 j8 S" ?Let 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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

$ J$ l: P5 G: D# x/ ^! @' E* S# y& W% u34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
2 v% }# v, \8 d' V9 Y- U它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
4 r' Y! R$ e4 a& X" }One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
1 A0 C/ E/ D  h' _8 R! @3 NIt 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。
! w5 M: c6 I4 P6 K% r" z把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
+ f7 u( {( C( }% `; C' o! wThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
1 i# O3 s# K( {# S% ?" RSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
  g: C- x# p# {! Y" ]- P8 n但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
3 h# I. m  V/ R" ]8 II have my stars in the sky.
1 [7 H4 p: N# R, f  g( Q. [But 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。
* o) i- Z. K  C, G' BThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) g8 e; h% p. ?8 S/ `$ T( vWash 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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- ?3 D5 a+ a$ O, r, i- ?3 M39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
" e! P% [2 _- }  G$ V; B( a; f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.
% |7 X: g0 K2 RCome 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.
2 G* b1 }  Y  `& a2 RMy 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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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。
7 f" K7 I- K9 m4 N" D, L* AThis 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.

/ o; O% j8 }- q" x5 }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.
; s' p1 G, P  r# AI 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.

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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
! W  S% M; |* j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.

* g3 Z! z  b! O% I+ s/ J& H48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
  M5 R4 {: c6 O* _! f+ ]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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
" b4 N8 q4 S/ `The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
; c$ [/ X. g4 K. {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。
. P& }! ?1 J8 I0 {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。
Love! 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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8 _0 e' v. d( G" n, W2 d! w53.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。
% m' _* c/ i6 WThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

  _$ L, b9 M! g/ M5 t! N9 s54.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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

+ P7 v4 `( t3 m6 j3 T8 d/ U55.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。
& r/ e1 ^6 U. A% v# x+ r4 JThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
: O. w& `% ^! O& U, e+ u$ P+ |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。
& V- z+ {, }6 {% h. t- [The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

58.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？
0 m7 l) N! [: e1 X, XThat 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。
# k, H* [+ E7 Z* x1 LThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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$ v' n* g  g! w& k$ U7 o2 K8 q60.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
# F% ?; A8 e4 _) [“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