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。
1 o# a) c1 w; c/ Z& gWhen 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.

( m% F6 @& ]; o, K) x6 A32.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。
" x6 N5 x5 P# i' `( w: `7 X" ?! ELet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
8 K, n4 P0 x9 QWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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! p0 \+ z8 N& }. I+ i+ V34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
( x+ M. p$ j( A6 ?One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
. R3 `8 R! b% n) q9 qIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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( g+ [; I* m# h2 u0 e8 I2 L35.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.
8 {9 \/ z) l; e; r( i' I  m, I' YSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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( S3 d# m, f; |: L36.我有群星在天上，
, E0 J) Z4 c; t2 \6 `6 w2 B但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
3 t8 x4 U/ ^2 j9 n3 KBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

* s% y* V5 H$ [- v* x# D/ L9 S37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ O7 Y! q4 |$ `$ w: q) a2 |The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) o) {! {: G3 p( K6 f8 Y9 xWash thy soul with silence.
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7 K* m1 d/ c$ K8 _2 n6 T7 `38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 N5 Z0 b, b6 o6 L0 b: g/ ]Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

# N- X' t& x! H, T2 }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.
2 ^5 T  d5 s; n# B0 D0 S2 e, TCome 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.
1 a7 V8 c: g" Y3 TMy 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.

0 s5 [5 f. ]( r& F* p- C5 S41.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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
6 x3 j/ G. w: d* M7 g8 sThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. @9 a: s/ d+ b, ~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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
6 u: E- E1 z6 g* Y7 X2 x$ TWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
# a/ ~" G5 g7 M! M# N! II 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.
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; e9 A0 [, j; k% ~: _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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
& G$ v1 S# P2 W* E: c+ cThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

* h7 V5 e& d: F# _1 F  ]& e( U47.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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5 I8 s9 t/ O6 [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.

: G8 O; T* a; p2 }. x; f3 e49.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.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
7 M7 `; Z$ m7 D" m! @6 d4 w. }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。
; B% f& O* A1 A$ C, d; |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.

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。
# F. r/ a! N/ tThe 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 O) Q, T8 r& l( c1 }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。
7 Z: |; l5 A+ c4 i, dIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
3 u' H5 t9 c$ N, \the nest of my silence.
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8 ~& g' U3 R5 s8 `5 e: a55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
. `0 Q% b# H2 u+ R4 S5 G1 s我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
0 z8 E# a: m( {+ l0 C" IThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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6 h) Q. H% M. O, D6 v; @5 M* U& U56.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
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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？
0 J4 j; W" V& _& P. r. }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。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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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
  L; m9 T% D" t( y0 N+ C, B“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