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
* u* O  o5 L6 D4 y( R" ?6 c6 g3 B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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, v* g. \# w. q* d8 p32.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.

- j7 W2 u- }4 a  D! ]$ l, }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。
6 o* W5 Y$ [5 E) J- L$ {Woman, 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。　　　　
/ D% k* l$ b" L3 G! b# Y; x它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

$ l& u% V8 b9 c( b) i! e2 T35.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。
: r2 V9 J" \- s5 z0 u6 FThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
( e2 ^7 p* B! fSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
7 t/ T3 f' t( `+ U9 OI have my stars in the sky.
/ w' b0 h" M9 |7 }2 E7 ~But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

5 l. l: t, Z2 F3 |37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 ~  \' N  U2 S6 x8 X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.

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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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。
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.
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.

7 t3 v5 ^+ x* g: o41.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.

8 Y7 Q! i& z# Y/ N1 j42.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，
3 _9 {- ~0 V" U. b6 }% v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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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& g: E6 D+ z& n, W43.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.
" p0 A$ Y% V* l; e* tI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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4 |8 w- f( [! H2 ^44.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.
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6 H" `# T$ T( e. @& J45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% U6 V! _' C+ X5 p( s" }' X; H" \: `% PSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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0 B% m* J0 U, f) F46.大的不怕与小的同游。
) M, ]: t# H: u3 I居中的却远而避之。
: M3 U: k2 N9 C% S& s2 sThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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1 M6 S) o$ _4 x' L1 }0 ~! e47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
( w% ?& p2 V6 p) \2 dThe 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。
( d/ K4 \& ^% U6 JPower 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.

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。”
. y8 o# w# k- D- BThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
# Y+ L) g- B. ^! ^+ ]The 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。
3 t% n) ~% ~  z7 q4 b2 j; `Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
1 g, j/ W0 d+ L' M+ wI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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  a$ K& Q1 G( B+ L2 }6 D! U53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
- |4 I5 d7 j9 o  V  Yfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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" m7 J$ h7 t; F3 w/ G# N54.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。
7 \3 i8 g, R$ _In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
8 @1 ?6 t; J3 n0 N# @" Zthe 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。
* ?3 f& `" T4 V7 x  C+ o我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
# H5 F2 x, R8 w3 c3 m! CI hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# J5 V8 B6 s( P& QThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

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.
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6 t: \5 y6 ^, k$ _5 ~% m. d. q0 N$ I58.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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
3 `2 e7 z9 B3 W/ a4 jThought 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。
; t8 z+ \' u6 V! D' S3 @& V% i; kI 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
+ }/ A3 k) M8 J“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