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.
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& i5 M' P* \. d' j' J$ V; H32.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.

! [" }) l+ A1 u; G33.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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

3 W8 g) c4 k1 E34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
9 e" J% l6 W. E) O6 g2 d1 D+ B7 S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.
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35.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。
5 e0 Y8 h1 i4 n6 I% C6 l' t+ vThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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" Z3 S4 F* f% F  ]+ u( Y" x% t36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
1 [  L. i5 Z. |/ p0 `0 _: XI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

5 Z- Z( Z4 i, T4 T37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 f% W3 i" p3 \* m用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
. c0 P/ c8 e1 ]6 \+ M% eWash 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。
8 i$ I( j2 `0 O+ a0 w7 C1 Q7 iGaps 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。
7 m; _8 c+ E" v  K5 v6 j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.
) ^/ k& M% z2 Y* rMy 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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' D* M/ \4 D; H8 m- u% y# Y( m41.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.

2 P- _6 O) v. t; g( z7 Q$ X42.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 y% h' r1 |' o- h& ~我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
5 q+ {9 V3 g; tThis 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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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
5 L/ f; Q) u9 f+ C瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
2 ~' D  _7 ?4 f9 AWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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.

: B- Y$ E  g; O45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
! S  m' l: _; A* ^' U6 zSilence 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。
' t8 e2 m! E; d0 y3 b  ]/ n# D居中的却远而避之。
, O. t$ K' p9 b% P2 p3 F7 w# ^The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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.
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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.

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。
: G3 k' ]+ g! L% cWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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8 ?+ L7 S' \) J1 t# Y+ P5 @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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
5 O( L6 B8 j2 m/ ychildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

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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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。
+ [8 A- y% A7 \( x9 L5 l) {Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

# u5 |9 R1 M/ F) [6 Z53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
. X2 r2 Q6 c$ N. p# f$ g/ T0 C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.

# F; L. g/ p7 M5 ]9 I- ~" `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
the nest of my silence.
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  G  Z; O0 m+ b" Q& o- C& s1 u55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
( s8 c$ u! P- {我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts 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。
  x% d2 r; k& K) r8 H7 F2 x: V7 lThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

, o% y! u* P* ?" A57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
1 R0 b1 F' F- p: mThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
9 y5 E8 U7 E% n' {( E+ W. uin songs.
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7 p* A$ B  N2 ]+ `9 R58.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？
0 H+ U- f4 @1 L) cThat 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。
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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
1 }* H+ B7 |) ]4 `; E“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