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
7 `4 O$ w; C/ |" e* D3 t  u5 H7 Z各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
When 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.

% h5 h2 D: p8 h. ^2 i/ n- {) k32.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.
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) l1 |5 ?6 Z! ?/ M+ @, W; ~; Y33.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 |$ y' a$ M& h4 A2 b7 ^Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

6 I7 k1 r, O; @" k% R* S" u34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
$ k: X8 x/ g) m' p( w- vOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
# A; V( ^; P  @& S3 \It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

( m1 q, A' W+ c( o$ g$ U35.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。
3 T5 @6 ^& d- n) IThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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+ f, ^- j- V+ J1 l1 V* O! P36.我有群星在天上，
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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( d9 B  x' |2 S( c, t. Y37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* x" E2 _( q8 j/ R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.

$ ?4 ~, ~' W6 z! l" \+ h38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
; W9 C! r+ v) G出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
. w+ p7 a* q8 L& i) K3 g, QThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
8 E  @+ }. b1 J& B+ nCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

- k  k: V0 h/ x) e% O4 s1 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.

8 v( A, s! {$ F% d41.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。
% ~, f% [" l6 z5 E) xGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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1 q; V% r' _$ b" m42.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，
) C3 s& y3 S  a( A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.
, s3 O6 s6 w' x6 I- E6 M. _2 h- |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？”
1 H+ h0 A; T' v2 ~5 a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.
2 z7 z; Z; c7 h: o, c1 |' eI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

& ]9 n; n. T* c' l& f' k' F44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
9 r% \# F# r4 I! I2 f: K, O/ [By 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.

. ]9 ?! q* H8 l+ }$ L  {4 D46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 Y! S! V, t4 s+ M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.
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: ~& I2 B; F; i( K+ }5 s48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
5 A/ z; z& m' V' r+ q$ I1 a1 o" bPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

" t. [. o; C# p) T$ M7 _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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

, n* O- N+ P' ?, g7 L50.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
4 p& F# v9 E3 P4 z8 rchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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1 y) ^3 M3 A( f2 G51.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.
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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。”
  h5 d# [6 j0 N8 o# E* ~: T% N! j天上的星不回答它。
The 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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8 ~" {$ {$ g/ ]1 u1 n- M8 M! 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。
1 X5 X5 s! l1 j- A. x: O/ B0 W4 cIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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, m# K" f% |$ V, j# }1 L. |55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
& F& D: {7 Q7 o; X我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
6 Z, L  o- p& V! l( AThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

: e8 m( W; X; s56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
, y$ ~  s0 k2 f/ H; M' i- M1 z6 lThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

; I8 ^+ \+ S$ N% ~2 }5 n2 u57.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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/ w- `' Y) @1 b7 }7 {- V# k58.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？
" P! N' d  \5 ~& S# W% I- wThat 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?

5 P1 f# X; z6 g7 s" v59.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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
4 n7 @/ {. _+ ^( x1 h$ Z$ u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