泰戈尔诗7

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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
, S) v. G' R$ _6 a" L1 c各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
  |6 w  [0 q$ N/ {4 q6 AWhen 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.

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。
* |* O0 l. v& `6 r* ^2 KLet 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。
  \% [0 F( t& c8 SWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

* X& f# d) q' I34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
# r* Y1 k# v$ H$ a9 H/ HOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
/ y" }2 T/ B  U* v; I0 o/ d9 A把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
; x- d$ c8 X! c4 @6 I$ QThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
' C/ T0 P6 P3 \6 a0 wSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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* v# m$ o( e4 n+ P! P3 b36.我有群星在天上，
3 P5 H2 _1 E9 a4 N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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2 W, ?8 l5 k* B9 q" @* c37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
8 O- C, ~) B7 L: M; K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.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* V8 ^) @1 m7 l! b5 t) M+ \Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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' M) o8 W5 ]7 ^, G& v39.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。
# Y4 v# ~+ @( C6 k. j: w1 hThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
# |% ]( Q1 i: W8 RCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

' i$ ]# y8 y% g* T% u) j# d! _% ?' U40.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.

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。
4 r! {% ~2 S& c' FGod'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，
' b: l  ?: q+ T! U# x% p) D" p: |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.
; Y! E1 G2 t5 o) D$ s7 o* [8 \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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
- z3 g# j0 Z/ _" W! ^/ |2 DWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

. W1 U0 n9 U+ u" l4 _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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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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9 \5 ?* l0 q* n, Z) w( z/ s( f46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
9 ~: t7 c% B% M3 Y: C/ _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。
; j& w6 n( F- v" ?! ^The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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8 \% @2 l& V% `( ~48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
- `0 P8 `: [6 sPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

& n% }* b4 o: c- T; J" N5 n49.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。
, a. b4 f( b5 B$ ^When 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
. w! t8 L% ]) ]0 J2 [children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

+ r+ m( W9 S% _5 n51.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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+ q) ]  ?% J  i2 j! `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。
$ ?9 C' ^  G# \+ \Love! 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
  D8 m- |- z" k! V' {7 VThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

: p1 ]- J$ v+ Y/ f% V" h/ k54.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。
! a$ K9 i0 t" ZIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
3 ~+ z/ {8 D( l, c" Y4 k' D我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

9 V7 Q2 e7 m1 i$ O6 x+ v# B56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
) R7 M! n2 _# L3 lThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

/ Y5 x' G+ {6 F9 i! R57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
$ ^) @6 L; M2 Z7 F9 `The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
, `9 _0 T& ]  e* O0 L6 Yin songs.

2 N' U1 }: d: |( c! D8 T1 P2 s" N58.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?

# U( g6 v; a9 Q5 ~. Y59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
& Y6 I  T! y/ }, F9 N! PThought 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。
1 }% q& O" m0 A- o4 c% I0 ?I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
* u7 E- C) }, g. O( M  Efilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
( C4 n9 q: L$ o+ Y, w% {: z0 \“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
! c5 `& X3 Z! f- }+ d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