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。
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.

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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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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。
2 ?6 f5 a7 t& _: T  C7 O4 \3 XWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
9 ?5 E: b- M# r: E: n它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
2 n! Y9 s8 u* N1 k! B* ROne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ q, k& h3 E/ n! H% X% lIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

- o: X7 r, M; H! J& B: N7 m. |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。
+ b9 d( m: I5 M6 x% I2 s1 I; DThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

! _1 f. M* ^+ [/ y2 c36.我有群星在天上，
# S; M+ X2 j" F6 D  @/ }- s: C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.

- O0 X/ i; F0 V1 {1 }6 q37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
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.
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38.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.
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) E5 m# X0 l1 L8 s4 H1 H39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
, w# E7 T9 n5 A% D6 q出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
+ |5 Y9 q; Q1 |% NThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
% Q2 @9 T, L' V7 A3 Y$ r' ~/ X+ }# NMy 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.

7 E4 m9 w1 }0 E1 w- V9 L. G41.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，
' P7 g7 y8 h( s: y8 A7 L. \- c我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
/ K+ M+ S0 m# E4 FThis 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.

5 ?6 w* u- D& |( F- r- |+ u43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
4 k( M2 p  l; Q1 }5 V瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
+ ?, d- K. f$ c$ w0 y* ?Who 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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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
2 S! i+ R1 o% u3 yBy 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。
% ^5 F) `$ |5 h5 V9 O0 BSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

* d2 P3 Z& C- B+ }4 d$ @+ {46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
7 G! m" ]  [; n+ NThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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  h6 k4 |! H- j. d6 d' {5 c3 _47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
( g3 L5 o( l, T5 o& v- KThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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( n, s9 w3 w7 ^4 `6 h- t48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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.
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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。”
# X& _/ ~9 ?% h; K6 a& J+ {  LThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ j- y1 u; H- d5 F5 W! Q# tchildren, 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。
% e3 }0 W: _* OThe 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。
) k  w$ s# K9 W( m0 iLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
; H) H. m$ l- E1 F3 E9 U1 NI 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。”
4 m8 G/ h- q+ p3 a0 P  T. m6 a$ 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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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 ~* e. A- p( U) }In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
0 x. N* J# Z' j6 N2 uthe nest of my silence.
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2 E2 G) k+ L/ N' D1 @55.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。
. ~4 s/ m" J; k" e8 N7 X, g5 ?5 \Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
. v5 k. ^: ^8 }& ~1 FI 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。
- t# D; }: T! R; r$ n" aThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

. l8 e1 B! s3 |0 U( T0 C* k57.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
in songs.

# e6 U( J# k3 ]7 I7 I" \9 V6 c) S6 g& |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?

6 n0 g/ h! M' ]3 d. Q7 ~7 X( |59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ M1 ?  I3 T" L( L9 V/ H% q  q* XThought 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。
: j% M1 U# \( D: G" Z- `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
, w0 r# ]3 ~. X“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