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。
" q0 \9 {$ x. n' D7 Z8 a# R3 l) UWhen 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.

5 Y$ U6 k9 [  l/ z$ u32.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.

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。
# z  E, U4 K5 y: L3 wWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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4 U; ~+ K' W1 R9 i34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
) \# q$ e) ]% ~它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
) ~3 _/ ^$ z( J% iIt 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。
& M: ^4 ^9 d, ~, Z+ t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.
/ \. y! Q3 `3 v$ `( u& RSave 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。
' L% G- i. M1 n$ h9 l: T) @I 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
9 u! \% V  i$ oThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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2 [. v; x9 t7 Z" t. H: v7 w38.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。
! H9 \' ^& N$ o2 J  P+ c出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
& K* z, F! v8 A  P* x6 PThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
# V, v8 p6 @. {Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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7 S1 l$ v; Z3 e& V4 T$ m+ K: d40.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.
: ~9 g  |8 o7 QMy 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。
! o6 Q5 P8 }; T7 gGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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，
7 m+ r! p, q" E* b" |' ?0 I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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- R5 l0 p6 O+ r3 `# v6 `瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
/ b  S; K7 `& m/ P$ Z0 W8 dWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& u  F  H4 |( r2 U4 i* ~" K. ZI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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, Y! J. K6 z# E3 Y/ ~+ I44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
+ K( O6 E3 c7 T) c& P' yBy 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。
# [! E' g/ y# m) c4 b8 d. E1 rSilence 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。
* E8 y6 h3 ]# y" j居中的却远而避之。
4 X* v% Q, E5 D0 X7 q5 YThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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5 y3 I1 j& Z! s2 J47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
5 Q3 Q7 t9 e& DThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

0 U9 H  ?7 \6 J, Z+ e/ M48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
  K  }; t# {) P! h# i+ zPower 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。
+ d; o* t: p) b3 qWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

, t9 \; x3 T0 `  m; M# Y  I50.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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

; b& h/ N* G2 m7 g3 Y2 @51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
4 U1 s: G. J7 w/ q. I, {" fThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* ~* y, G$ f% {; h52.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。
  n4 n4 |/ `! D1 i& ~Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
- R+ U6 ~0 E: ~% r: BI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
! O+ G% h, y( `firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

) [) k- f, L, M: d6 b/ B6 v! @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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
* Z, D5 @6 F% W; @3 F- P; F7 Fthe nest of my silence.
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7 ]8 o6 R& v: I2 c6 _/ b55.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。
/ X0 P$ @7 q2 K* f& _5 IThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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.

5 f" \1 F  H  I: o57.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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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？
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。
) r9 [3 U: M( H7 w5 j- G$ YThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

# D7 n& ]0 D' S0 L4 q" y, E$ V5 r60.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