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。
! g2 d0 b1 X: P- T3 r$ J4 KWhen 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

" k+ A3 {5 l( b% v33.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.

, g( [5 [$ U$ I& t34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ R1 }& r) s$ H( Z& T" e! AIt 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。
- x1 n7 i) j8 B5 y8 S, r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.
% c1 m6 }) G" m  bSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

' s" e1 L, Z% l8 G2 ~  I36.我有群星在天上，
; {4 C9 S0 X( M) S+ l但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
5 }% B8 m1 g8 K! @2 pI have my stars in the sky.
$ o' J( ~8 M& f* ]$ }But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

4 Z; j" s  |1 {& g% W- D37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
; ]! E* ~' G+ I3 Q, {Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

6 l# j+ T& C& N( ~) ~2 X39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* f# M1 }) I: f3 f& G. U7 X+ s7 a出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
! C, s# N* c0 i9 K- XThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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! W4 ?' j3 b! A0 F% E40.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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9 x4 D. I! b" T% R- a% w! B& t41.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。
! ^5 c* p% N4 R% a+ ]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。
( j% p# V7 q. e: u1 m1 u0 ~4 NThis 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。”
: B7 C# T0 G" @4 D! B. {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.
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' G# H8 m+ w7 h0 q+ h" A45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* O! Z4 N7 ]' R2 z) x- GSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

5 \+ e! y( m+ |8 f9 G46.大的不怕与小的同游。
/ J$ O4 r/ d. Q5 D居中的却远而避之。
1 B: W# a0 G4 ~0 aThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

4 c4 n6 \1 ]) a, a* z7 @47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
  Q# b- K3 y3 u, @0 cThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

" I* T+ l. b1 s48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

- |, Y0 j, H$ Y, E49.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。
9 M/ {4 k/ q6 Y- rWhen 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。”
- Y, L3 u3 `. p( P- O/ @$ V2 WThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
5 `, m) {) v+ ~+ b: R/ u0 T" SThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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。
# k1 k! a2 v. e- \. d7 ~Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

8 h1 e$ T4 B& R9 B  I! E53.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。
( ~- Y& M% M6 M6 U+ zThe 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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9 i+ ], y8 T  x0 \: Q( `. i3 t54.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.

7 m; I0 p. e; Q+ W0 X* N55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 P) k$ d- _6 q  f! C  k5 k+ h2 H我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
' I* A6 V* Z& O  ?Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% N( P7 x- F* X% dI 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。
0 M$ o6 f8 b7 f. K0 C! L3 ~& }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
in songs.

' |! B- E( x# n; p" H% O58.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？
$ y- R& ~- e, {) W: s1 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。
$ A( h  l* r, E5 ~- dThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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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
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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
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