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。
. L+ p7 s6 U1 {  CWhen 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.

+ Y, G  G: u9 \# j33.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。
3 q% a6 U! [4 IWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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  ]- e2 w: \) s9 E34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
9 t* u3 D, \6 j" oOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
" L3 I8 l1 F/ M5 \, W5 rIt 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
# f" r9 k+ D8 i/ a# a' M1 W2 Q, SThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
7 V) ?. i& K$ E7 s" \5 BSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
9 I% U0 T- u! R" R/ @- V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.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
- w6 [  l* Q. t1 D, N7 h1 d用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
( C8 Z8 e1 n. oWash thy soul with silence.

/ T5 s; K. O' W0 y38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
) z/ K" F0 `- p: R/ \- U( VGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

3 J; F' U: `& _; S2 C! p39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
; z; J" h  f6 F( B3 x$ M6 s+ P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.
0 G3 @+ g+ X: j+ H: X! y; j. SCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

. H( E7 d( S5 W4 d- R/ {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.
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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1 D" D  n& ]% ~  B% X) u5 X1 @0 n41.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.

( T/ l3 @6 B" S& v! e+ z8 G42.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，
) v- O- S. \5 F3 J我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
4 \* U9 c5 \+ H& m. N/ uThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
% B/ W( b# f5 d/ X- O3 rI 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？”
( C( ^5 j5 [9 o. e+ C& Z+ C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.
0 \% P6 ~! l- U) XI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
2 V. l' K$ Y1 h$ A2 X' j5 FBy 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.

8 b2 a3 D8 |! D) X5 E& S) |: Q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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.

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。
) C% I6 {; b# ?6 l2 i4 s) IWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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- O" v8 J" K" _7 X' X$ Q50.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。”
) k, W% D$ O. P% W) M5 B& ^The 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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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+ `# F- @  P4 T7 ]( 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
* ?3 \! M) N1 M7 @( W2 n4 m; aI 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。”
& V7 E5 C9 T7 G, @天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
# l/ C2 i9 x$ x5 j& B+ U# c3 o& Sfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

; Y& f7 a- [# l; C' D8 _. m54.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。
; U4 m5 Y. ]+ N: `+ n! `In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
6 l+ `' W7 m. }/ P; w3 Xthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
! Z) _! e& @" l我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
8 B$ W. F. Y) j$ W( E) D" [Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- }  i6 E8 Q( H' u- OI hear the voice of their wings.
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1 `# z* S* ~" }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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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.
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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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
! W0 Q# x2 S3 |+ @/ s6 L, JThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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+ U! j7 X% P  B5 s. ^, _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
& _. ?) Z8 S! u- S' e. lfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
: v9 a* Z2 a' u- B7 g“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