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
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.

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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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6 E( N2 j4 a/ O33.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。
3 h9 C* p( f' X5 y& X: rWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
6 P) _+ R$ t2 J7 a' N2 {* b1 V% y. wOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
3 L4 Q% E' b) o9 ?; E  \It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

/ n* V4 f" @7 ~8 y9 F6 a0 V( z/ R0 h35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
* Z  n$ [0 _2 x! e, K0 I9 Y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.
. o& U' \- y% r6 B# |# _  aSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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$ S0 h  e2 L4 G$ Q4 E36.我有群星在天上，
( B8 @. q0 j/ Z/ l* Z' a8 m但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ o% W& X3 S% ~  G4 RI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: ?. ~8 w5 b. g. K用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  |6 Q& M3 j; T5 RThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) E2 N' Q! Q  [& V( k2 GWash thy soul with silence.

& O( e0 c; g+ A% I. f9 a' ]* I$ `7 {38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* `7 L/ q4 I* J' m' M" e& J' G' ^' BGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

' w8 T0 y* b* k0 D+ z39.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.

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。
  g# k9 ]  d: c! X3 \- bGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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/ i7 Q7 H# ~% ?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，
; {1 @! I' {% Y7 n1 r+ d我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
7 [+ m& b$ r7 L; h# J2 [7 l% a2 ?This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
+ ?# u$ O. X/ V" cI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

2 X* ^! k( }8 f, j4 f( J43.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。”
1 m( G& O' I8 {$ FWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
! s' m" {, f! [0 M. E5 J7 S* oI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

  x% v6 _. U. P' A44.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。
4 H/ ^7 A! ]; U) b% nSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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" a/ m  d: B& f, F& c3 r46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
* G+ l: v; k4 P. J6 n7 [2 q6 ZThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

% E' t9 W2 \7 q) ~8 m47.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。
Power 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.

5 @# `$ e) L# R1 ^! S50.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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
  Y6 }. w, S+ }0 \children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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9 C9 }. v* L/ s7 z5 t9 V3 Y3 |) Y& g51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
1 U' N/ A0 @! a) n0 oThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

2 |: q6 U; f. E" g. b52.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,
* R7 s& k) y) B! ^8 RI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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7 M0 Q# S3 i% }! T. B: F4 v53.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
+ U& f) g. D6 @& wfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

/ r6 c9 Z/ e2 s& X8 D54.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
) d+ C5 ?0 a0 ]% n2 ?the nest of my silence.
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; {1 ?' F' ~( R# ~) N# V3 t2 y55.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。
* _. l. \- S0 D4 |+ X* I! X+ _Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" k6 q. O0 O/ `5 DI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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) Z$ M3 z$ C$ ]( s( G" A8 i57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
8 r" B& ^; g* r5 XThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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2 L0 {0 ~# ?- \/ f* H) |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？
; J' T6 w+ \/ H( [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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3 M/ j( l! c% o+ n; P" _0 \59.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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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
5 E: i2 i5 w. a. ]“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