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
( H. U4 _+ r  n  J+ C% L各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
/ m- I# H/ ?, `! t& G: @! I! |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.
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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。
- |: O) S- V. T6 x- ~# l7 d! ^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。
5 s1 ?3 S& o+ H: I. Z+ f4 }Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

, P+ h' h6 Y; w34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
- f5 O- {6 U0 i5 G& U$ k' rOne 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。
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.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) b& U) B0 ^+ MI have my stars in the sky.
% T% J8 g$ V& ?4 L! Z+ ^But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

; O- j/ k% P* c4 ~" H1 L) t3 I37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( _& S6 X4 [% R- O3 @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.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
$ f6 D% W; ]! d4 i4 G. ^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.
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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.
$ W/ [9 j0 g& x0 u+ W1 f6 I6 [) vMy 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。
: ?% i0 B% `7 T$ y+ nGod'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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
: V3 D& d  S8 g1 g8 e0 N+ nThis 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.

, a' h; y& ?  y0 J) d2 P% e3 i6 z9 N43.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.
1 v, Q" W8 @6 ~( s) M% v5 y# n4 S$ TI 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。
# t. l  U6 {* F6 eBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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# t9 E* f2 i. P! t4 v% B) F8 I45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
, v8 F+ K) [- K0 t  [- a6 BSilence 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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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% d6 C0 i4 R$ D! Z' ]9 }7 @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.
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4 H8 a3 O1 O! U" P49.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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5 ]% `+ a4 ]( [/ l$ W( n' J7 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。”
# Q3 F! N& n0 w, ~The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
4 J# [. S# O+ M  Qchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.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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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.

; v6 V% ^9 \' z* z/ k53.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。
- h& P1 V  B) h- r- A0 p! G' {% eThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
- }) j! Y+ H2 T6 O6 {4 N6 s2 ]: cfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

7 m( W. l; D- \' i54.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.
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; M3 k" G% i. }% f  I7 n55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
+ x9 Z) {# ]% a6 R0 G* J( A我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
1 I. C: E& h- t* V' A7 k% ~Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 y+ S5 T* e3 k7 C2 UI hear the voice of their wings.

+ J+ N" ^; F9 F. L- H4 a# S$ z6 ]/ u+ f56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

$ l+ X8 V" r6 B% l" ?3 U57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 x- a% H  I- ]9 M& uThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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! t+ x- P% O( o' C/ k$ a  `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？
' c% F- V5 [$ W' VThat 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?

* ], I* Y5 p) Z# r! S( |0 A" Z1 d59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% u4 D: N6 C4 ~' ~. l8 L4 r: ~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
  O; |) w! \  H& j# U+ n, V- L“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
2 K9 `* v) Z9 }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