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
1 a  f& l2 w; ]  k) c$ J# I( W& z7 l各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
2 n7 @" M* J% [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.

; O  y2 \, {! y0 \; l32.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。
1 Q9 |+ w& L, q- yLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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0 i: k- E4 O. V. l/ j8 G% Y- y! s33.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。
8 Q( i8 a/ W3 [5 z2 x' h3 `- rWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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% B" ^" M9 m; @: F34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
8 f' [4 r/ @* f* u- {6 a# u2 V* JIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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- P- ~" A$ Z3 V8 E- A35.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，
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I have my stars in the sky.
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# K# l# B7 n) e, v37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
, A+ ^/ }, d( a) ^  R7 n用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
* k3 Z2 H) b" G8 \5 HThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

# j$ w+ O# {& b3 y38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
- e5 ?' H2 P$ y( N2 J% ZGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
8 q; b/ b/ V) N' JThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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2 E0 B' L+ O7 r( _. S6 @# j40.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.
* m8 q8 t2 b3 x  {; P' s7 K+ x# ^* kMy 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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7 }3 T$ ^0 c6 n4 n/ N& h& r  y9 h41.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。
/ {; ]9 M! t) t& `* R% `God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

. }& y) F: \+ x8 f- V& w42.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，
. ^8 k  c* ~7 @5 n- G我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 \4 o8 k0 a5 l' f6 r6 ?. Z' U5 m5 yThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
: L+ |* S$ e0 N# j6 ?: ?) Q* RI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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0 Z; F& E# j* s43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
# L; c0 ^  r$ f" J2 b瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
/ X; S  N( c: i8 J. p8 t8 B: HWho 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。
$ P- B3 G5 c- Z" kBy 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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
5 V. ?7 [7 V7 R: Y  k居中的却远而避之。
, U, \* V& o# ^# R& X' y3 sThe 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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
+ d) n0 P$ b: f% S1 A5 S& Q+ LPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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7 ?6 |, B7 \% p$ ]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。”
7 s: D1 H4 C9 Z5 HThe 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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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* D  h% Y% a! R! A0 D9 d& k8 P* R52.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.

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。”
1 ^- ?5 R  H! P. M% @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.

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。
9 O* F7 x: M, |% Q* a! ^8 TIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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/ m/ ~* c9 F6 I/ _55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 j1 _5 p# m, H% F( ~/ F我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
" a- `( F( ?+ `3 D6 Y2 rThoughts 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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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
in 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？
- p) A# D) ~7 l; dThat 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 |3 p! n4 e2 P59.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.

' r3 F% B8 M: H% H7 \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
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
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