泰戈尔诗7

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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
0 P, n  m& S' a) q% h各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
$ s- K( M  `7 }9 S' j; u' EWhen 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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, W' I  t* J4 T' L9 N% |: t6 I6 P. g32.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。
( K9 A$ X/ b( H8 G4 j, p( BLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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8 D% z( u. d# N0 E+ ?# E# G# @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.
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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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

5 s0 T3 v5 U6 Y! a  h# v. D4 d35.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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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) ~2 z, V1 Y, f0 b, s36.我有群星在天上，
6 j( T# @, v- k但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
, X9 X! Z3 ^2 p& @0 \# SI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

% `6 [- d- @" r2 u8 ?5 W8 j, J37.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。
2 j: N3 I( s( Z9 N. S! i! sGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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. R$ \$ s% n! ?1 D$ h39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
% b2 k6 W( `' b; F出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
9 x, [4 X1 E3 A% R9 p. B* kThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
2 c9 ?! Q7 W6 i) f, ^* h+ F' I; sCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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0 @! Z- u& Z6 H1 c40.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.

1 @  R7 J% [8 U* _  A+ D4 e41.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，
) G) D2 R, o" U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？”
2 ~% j" i1 i; z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.
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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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7 y! D; y* x) ~+ y: l2 h45.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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1 G/ s, S: i$ t1 M$ V; k46.大的不怕与小的同游。
0 G+ I7 w, r  p  i! x, n6 X6 z居中的却远而避之。
% ]5 U9 Y2 S7 k. c' j9 c2 _The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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7 i$ B1 k; e! x  F47.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.
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% I+ K4 [' v: B7 x( `1 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.
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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。
1 ?& ~; c5 n( P& h0 F- c, YWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* {2 X/ _/ |2 y% B# Ochildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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3 C& q. \  d  D; [51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
' V8 Q( F7 \9 n+ J: Q( R5 N9 P. w7 qLove! 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* D, j/ r# P5 ^! ?- Yfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

2 Y7 H' B% D! r5 Q55.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。
- D) ~6 C: e' [& FThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% W( f# }6 F6 g+ {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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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# h" m5 \# W: K57.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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% S% {3 J2 f$ l# L0 h7 v58.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。
- h+ f) z& B! k( nThought 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
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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