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。
, x6 z/ @, {" V* ?! JWhen 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。
1 }. G8 I9 d& MLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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5 S$ d; z! H6 h0 k33.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。
* F% P, J' H9 X9 i; nWoman, 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。”
" G- }7 a/ Y0 M, ~# aOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
* A% z1 I7 n3 w( t- c! y' dIt 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。
! u( p/ u$ F9 |5 y" O% z; A把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
# i5 o3 K7 ~$ Z+ f9 Y+ D: OThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
0 l# d) R% o+ ?2 Y- m  jSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
6 c+ u6 K: i% W1 b0 r但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
0 o! v1 C8 C; BI have my stars in the sky.
& [1 B' s& V$ YBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

: Q+ ^6 T* F: P$ _' W37.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.

0 c9 Z6 v2 p) Y5 S: H$ X" {* n* t0 B38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! m( {4 s' _8 u/ B! w* BGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

- ~  Y2 {8 M8 P3 G  d7 |39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
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.

9 O3 d1 r( P) P. [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.
, u) [6 `" c. z# e5 OMy 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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0 ?' {2 t/ N/ l( B/ O1 N, y41.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。
% s, y4 h2 X# s! sGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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6 j; y; i2 ^, m. Q+ ^2 l, r42.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，
$ m' _2 {- R( D' x/ f: t, }% C4 B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？”
& z6 T6 X3 n  ~" {9 c9 j% I瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
9 H& c; ~$ G( I1 T- gWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
- a5 A: d8 A( eI 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.

$ a2 z2 ^: c, d& D' ]7 o45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
$ n6 I  i, N8 Z" P4 U; w* CSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
9 T: v& {5 Z" v3 }* X* r# k5 D居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

/ _( p/ U, V6 x4 P, r/ q1 k47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
# ~/ j* n/ a; H% Q# SThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

, m% b3 J  g' g' ~48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
3 y) p  y% F4 L  pPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
9 T: U. }- n2 G1 o' O3 i9 ]6 zWhen 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。”
1 }7 D8 A8 ?/ c, sThe 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。
! d) ~9 K! c' `' j& B8 i$ MThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, D. c& i8 u4 Q5 `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。
7 [$ `) v. i- L: m3 Y1 tLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
( Z: M6 f5 f- H& uI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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+ E' }  ?3 q4 O+ @: [; Y; D, J2 Q$ y53.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。
* i, p1 e! M: k) U. t: [" s; SThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
. A% @$ K, S( ^' g+ }firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

+ Y/ Q- U' Q4 E4 `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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: I5 N; A0 `3 o4 N8 S! A55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
5 z- q: `; x- [7 x7 ~/ A  T4 v/ r我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
$ c: U" q. ~1 d/ r$ ^5 v+ CThoughts 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。
6 }: M, ]- E. M9 ]% |/ a$ f. Q- NThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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' S; S- D' K3 X' Q/ T7 c( d57.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
& {9 x9 z) h" x0 D) y8 |3 g9 Z2 a* `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？
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?

+ O' c, P1 F+ G* h% G- g, t1 _59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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" C3 G# |  A$ g7 f" H  D60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
0 U  r5 y- u  v) h+ j" P: [I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
+ z: E1 c: P- |) Ifilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
7 P# Z$ [0 S, t“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
9 J+ B) k* ]& T' p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