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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' j5 p/ L: m$ H% W/ c$ a$ g1 {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.
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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.

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。”
& ^8 R8 x  [; {& X/ k7 Y$ [One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
' t, A# K: I. N1 _# AIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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" Q. j" P2 J, f) c* D; W0 B35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
6 z6 e8 V" \6 `& X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.
: r3 D3 O' i3 b. t: d; jSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

) z7 ^0 R" C. S1 X, B3 @' L4 ^36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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4 ]5 W, z2 q8 e5 G1 k% }37.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.
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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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9 C$ A: Y1 }: N% V39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
8 x) q5 e) X' g/ X; t/ D9 J6 {- @出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
0 w8 {% e( ?/ H8 O  y% _The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.
8 k& K! y2 M& I' z4 }$ JMy 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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- p" m/ u- I1 A41.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。
' ]: l/ `7 o& B' x6 N' {/ IGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

2 f6 R+ {, u; `& C8 J# S42.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，
  W- O) f. O3 o0 F3 k& E我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
' ^6 r( {$ j  rThis 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？”
4 Y( g' z1 @5 H  i) H4 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.
- \) f# P) u* z1 h+ P* M" xI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

$ X6 m0 I& H) {  J6 g44.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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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.

  C6 |6 x/ M; E46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
3 d* P& M3 ^7 g+ N1 j5 y# ~  qThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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! V4 C6 }4 j. u, M; O" M47.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.

9 D) v/ Q1 ^+ [, i% v0 X. ~48.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

; m& i9 _  N% x+ m50.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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, |# p9 q9 |! R9 k+ J% N( ]51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

% t( h+ r- g; Q" b52.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。
2 d; H& X2 R, d% D; k: w: cLove! 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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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。”
$ p* D6 A7 i7 a2 F& y; q4 ]) U天上的星不回答它。
. v  L* }+ n1 j* [' [The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 i6 y0 L. a& x' 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。
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。
0 t) c8 ]  U1 }+ ]我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
$ P: |. }' t7 zThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ I" q# F! ], MI 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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3 C' V9 P5 y2 L, Q( M57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
  W; I, m# t& A1 u* j( WThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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" K7 H$ M, y" ?/ [2 s8 F58.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?

9 x- P; C( z. _9 r% e+ g59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
* D+ @7 `& b+ l" O6 ~9 K8 lThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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- [9 h* k3 P1 h  P0 B60.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
; i# h( ]+ c8 }5 ^& F0 G1 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