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
' A9 o2 F3 }2 [! y+ P) D# A6 W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.
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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。
& _! i, e. C2 x* lLet 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。
( \; D) u- x8 i6 L/ DWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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7 m! F6 P: W; L: T) B4 N34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 T# n8 p7 ^  O9 tOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- [) W3 t* Y9 sIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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/ {! F- A+ z. m: u9 @3 h9 h35.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.
4 b& W* Y+ Y  A1 V) d) \Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

3 Y1 c; I1 \) x5 a: V0 N36.我有群星在天上，
$ k: A5 C  G: S& [0 v3 ]( c4 y但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ P* c7 O- Q/ o3 SI have my stars in the sky.
9 l- M+ M8 m0 E+ \' eBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
( }5 C& g; P4 l9 ^( J* @The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
. P. s* Z# g% }1 o5 Y/ kWash 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。
& P% O6 O) V; L7 OGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

6 S( t6 F3 B" k9 J# g+ H9 v39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
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.
. Z  g' B' b, r0 z. W6 bCome 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.
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。
3 \; ?% U7 o+ K# X7 u  UGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

' y' b; Z9 I: [) X7 q9 y42.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.
& t! G! B& n; e  N, L# T2 JI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

7 V9 C7 f* ^' K4 O+ k% G+ C* P! `43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
  t0 ]) u' |8 y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.
. I) P9 E+ U* {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。
! Y* t  H7 r& Z6 W: D. c- B' cBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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% C  m/ T- R) O, n3 e# h7 Y, K45.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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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
+ S. Y. l" y; Z居中的却远而避之。
: w% p6 l1 U. ~# A# V7 ~/ S( bThe 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。
" p2 Y8 R% i3 }- K9 ?  pThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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% e. T+ c" x) b; i4 r48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
" ^! }& h% y# C& j- K2 ?' y  W  F, bPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
7 u; Y+ e6 V1 i. ?6 M  bWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

: |1 q7 z5 q0 K% N2 b; 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。”
. o, N: p# s0 Q+ T9 F# ZThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
+ }5 K% z) c  h/ A1 t+ cchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
4 w0 W7 ]3 N( S% P( `3 gThe 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。
" b( s6 e2 e% C. n# |Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
" f+ a; w% Q1 k& o8 MI can see your face and know you as bliss.

7 Y4 R9 a2 {% W9 J/ w53.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。
  |/ ~# ?0 L" M4 e7 V' T# u+ YThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

! z% I# V; L* M54.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。
% S- m3 j% F* m9 ?1 ~, |& |In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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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。
6 H( a3 j" w& |; sThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" n1 N0 m' K! dI hear the voice of their wings.
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! U5 g$ ^5 N3 _: R( ^56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# ?" Z' g$ F# w. r) f5 q& KThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

  \9 ]& \$ S4 u# W1 Y. I, y+ a5 L$ h57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
0 b$ Q1 L7 p+ ~- x2 o( R7 pThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

. j) e4 }9 `' t2 q" `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？
& _! S0 q! ?7 O0 [: nThat 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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5 |: |* ~4 |0 }" |% 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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4 j& a' c; e8 y' @' v60.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
/ _/ m: O5 `! I* u  {" \filled with love.

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
3 F/ k; v- _& ^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