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
+ J8 O& Y* ~6 K0 R各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
# L- [3 o: T* i) \$ T7 j; zWhen 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.
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! _3 x7 s& ]* |7 m4 B32.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。
! H* b0 A5 J+ B8 A+ q# T5 u; sLet 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。
( {, u+ O* @( `  @  l$ aWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

7 L4 e: k9 C3 a; x' m/ @34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
' L0 B6 G3 Z- q2 L它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
2 g; z# Q  i2 S7 `One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
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。
9 ?4 w) l' x/ l( K; F/ ^把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
5 d  M# t  b- L  p, b# g0 ~7 M# FThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
4 Q4 a0 I  i, ^. C6 x' ~  _0 a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。
/ O, B/ @% D$ n用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
7 ~; g9 w4 _" z2 q  ]  Q; o! T2 xThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
; f$ H2 K+ D  }* r0 {& VWash 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。
7 n, y! a9 }: C/ W8 _1 {: l- dGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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) I  a+ Y. y& }' d39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
9 w9 v) C& A$ R0 l. z2 D5 m出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
6 p: W% a6 ]5 ?+ `& hThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
' V. x( f0 {. I* i: BCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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0 [  y& m& F! R1 v  [. v40.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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

' X, ]# T- b. p: u; q42.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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
0 G2 h1 x) a5 v- A, hI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

1 b* X. U* ]8 G: Y0 @; g43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
9 u% y# @/ l. R, h, C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.
1 q9 {* S, V1 AI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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4 N( o/ v0 }, ^  p44.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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
  u0 C: W: d( a, v# w8 y" OSilence 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。
4 _. R9 U! n* }9 `- D6 h4 X! \3 Z居中的却远而避之。
7 f! G9 C+ E$ ?* x8 i& F% A% `3 Q6 DThe 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。
1 @9 f& [. J3 T* D- c- ^% Z  W5 iThe 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。
& z1 u, r; X0 r" c4 [( s& vPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

+ _( U/ }) k' u49.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。
& i% v, a; v+ U+ {3 h& K  ^When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

, U7 E% ]- s& x( T" p0 ]' X50.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。”
$ p* v/ [; I# W' e5 DThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
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。
4 F5 O0 H; q  G9 \9 y7 U: r9 E+ l& V8 UThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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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/ l7 g8 B" E5 s53.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。
  `% L3 P9 f0 [6 h" I4 aThe 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。
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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
* B' M. V; e) e; Z0 C2 FThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
8 j! e, d" S+ H) \6 ^, {* HThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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+ k# @5 l# A  w* H* Y6 [57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
5 v  T. n. x% @$ `& cThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
# T: @' T/ F  v4 C$ x3 a, n. vin songs.

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?
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; H# K3 \4 D& C3 X% F59.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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( c, \) J! C# D# [' L2 T60.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
+ u; f! H. l* Z“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# o4 h7 O: K/ z9 f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