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
, D! x) O& h/ A) v5 y( k各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
/ ^  p  s% K! V- I6 y' NWhen 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。
  T1 g7 S; B' nLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

4 H& |4 W& L7 ?. u0 I/ [2 v( f33.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。
7 j; ~7 `. m3 \% K9 c) [" ~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。”
+ V, Y6 T. e4 O) I- mOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
, x$ t5 Z& f9 Q# ^' d2 IIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
$ M" S+ h+ H6 E# x" 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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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7 b; A4 ?6 j) Z" k3 \. o+ I7 t4 g36.我有群星在天上，
* J$ d+ q( l% {- Q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ E) A+ @& M3 P- G* `I have my stars in the sky.
) i- E( Y4 W! j2 CBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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" }- F1 Z" h. G8 `9 K8 `37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
6 v! x5 J* K# V5 J, F5 F/ LThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

8 K7 ?9 R  }) a* O# i- l/ b) ?  D38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
+ T  d" e6 O5 K5 I: `+ H$ j# iGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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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.
! ?# F# R& M/ L" u5 D" U# CCome 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.
4 \4 Y; T/ @: H( G3 ^1 H3 X+ ^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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41.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.

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，
, @4 r1 [6 x: Y* J9 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？”
6 R- I8 t$ ~, A% W瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
( C5 ~9 [; T  HWho 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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. k) |' p- K( h7 D5 f) _' l8 u44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, {  B6 X, H' aBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

: D9 |$ I. }3 P' M% W45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
8 O4 z  m5 \$ ]4 S居中的却远而避之。
( s" s7 @" ~' F! S- F& K% AThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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9 c) @; n( b# Y+ Z47.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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) s" D; U# o  x4 g48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

, }* N, N+ r8 ]+ o1 ]; x. X/ R49.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。
3 q; J. Z* U) N' W+ c7 NWhen 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。”
/ q' R3 z* U4 Z1 [  MThe 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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

# L' {; M- Z* C4 m8 d53.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) |- |" e9 o( A/ cThe 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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1 o6 q, V9 H7 _9 T" h! H+ S: h54.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
, f: g  T- l6 `the nest of my silence.
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( }; r& A+ S" u55.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。
. n, D8 \5 d/ C& x" _" l, QThoughts 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。
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
9 s: B' D* i, B' Qin songs.

3 j- k+ R/ l- z& h6 W0 E2 _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?
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& G% @" H  W) b" V, C! p59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
! {( m( K* Z$ i, Z* oThought 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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
7 B9 C7 c4 t! r1 z9 H“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
; \: i( N) X; \( T3 E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