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。
: a- ?9 c3 h" `* X5 t2 R1 pWhen 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.

" t; H( d2 P$ Y# u. h32.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。
" s8 D4 S9 d. R& A4 z; j0 uLet 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。
) O( v  Z+ s: D1 V  Y0 @5 B6 g4 FWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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  @# ^9 j$ f# [( d34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
$ |; e' K' A9 ^( a它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! ^+ @! N9 a1 m6 h" ^It 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。
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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36.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.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
) v7 v  s- H2 h$ c% Z$ }5 s# \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。
6 G% v! U  w. e; v6 `  LGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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0 _+ D6 s* c" g: p39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
" N# W2 o0 }4 E1 b) {9 _$ }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.
Come 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.
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。
$ K/ ]8 n: a0 u5 z1 lGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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/ j5 m( q, T  @* F& 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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 _( a2 f& W0 C+ @This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
  X3 \+ x6 X* K' ?4 ]. x9 QI 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
8 h% M; ~0 {; _" y7 x$ P" {. [I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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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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7 g- W. e# D% Q& |3 _: U46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
  H+ \+ C& l/ u2 eThe 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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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.

# s& Z- H; b. ~  B# Q& p* F, |/ i. H49.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.

$ w3 R/ d! J! ]0 N: f9 a50.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。”
3 V2 q2 d0 w! a: Z5 M) e% N! g: gThe 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。
- G  b* v( d+ }. @% n" U6 |. Y8 lThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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6 k5 {, n. h% B  L52.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.

: J3 p/ u7 w; ]: u6 y7 n- V  G53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
+ [5 C! [/ x' ~) i! P天上的星不回答它。
% i/ T8 F" R) H1 uThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
9 B5 p6 P/ D+ r/ j8 m! S: `firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
In 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。
* b$ Z+ g! _2 s8 E我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
* U. n9 M3 v/ p$ K: w7 HThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
$ V" R/ h' B( tI 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。
1 t% J. g9 ?& K; K& MThe 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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# l% S2 p1 s. U1 `8 y58.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？
' ~; N& H1 `" H' j$ YThat 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?

8 Q& c- l7 {: z8 p2 s( @, x1 o59.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.

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
( X6 p; P5 S3 U; Z% r0 y; F5 R9 r“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
; N5 Q( A: G0 @0 D9 q, 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