泰戈尔诗7

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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
* }& m  ]4 e2 a. G/ M7 v0 U- c各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
$ f0 l" Q' ?9 j6 q* t/ aWhen 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。
7 {1 |9 I+ ^/ _# J9 T9 y. ULet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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$ C2 T. g5 F4 f0 ?( ~* w% c33.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.
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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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
0 {/ W* j& U! X! O- n: bIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

0 [; P0 y1 [6 K9 b+ r35.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.
: F# V) D7 R& u& {7 RSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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; R) V: g3 \$ r* r; s  @) w36.我有群星在天上，
3 V: W3 X- q/ E" V7 c1 n/ u: d但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
8 z* p+ |" C& V0 m- t3 u0 |# V7 SI have my stars in the sky.
- N2 y9 A2 ?  `) L( a3 oBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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. e, m; H1 i0 G7 D# r37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
# [: S# Z; R) Q% c7 X: zThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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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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4 s+ s* S  q) R' ?39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
3 m! m- ?& v- I. d% X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.
3 A2 L. f9 U+ c# W, \Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

# @" q* t# o+ n) I* `6 i! d* _3 A40.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.
7 z; o$ Z0 Q: z5 @' _: i! mMy 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.

  A0 ^4 g2 ^. ?# V7 x41.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 w4 M2 ~! _1 u# W/ K42.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，
( @" `& |) F. @2 U: r1 A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.
( S0 S( ~# }" S) `( F1 D1 W( hI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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+ y" n4 b* D( w/ U5 l0 Z43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- K. J" R- `7 R- z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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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: Y1 }: e1 P. C) U44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
5 E( U8 \% h- Q7 }2 k; y0 eBy 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。
6 f. R5 g8 a& R- A& nSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

3 _' ^, |8 ]4 S, w/ Z* u. @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。
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。
2 E2 d/ p. }8 ]! DWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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; Z- z$ ?9 H! ~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。”
6 [& b3 X! L* a- xThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* F3 t# e5 P* m) |6 _. achildren, 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。
! ]5 }+ O: R# T. o& o$ ZThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

0 r4 a% g7 L  C52.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,
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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。
4 z5 Z' ?6 A# a7 sThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

% u  Z! i9 ?- n( k$ Y% }* L& z) z' @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.

* Q1 \8 c8 t. L55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
2 s, }! C5 E  d2 M我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
6 j. K$ T& _6 v& D" c3 `4 T2 \+ IThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

0 a5 j4 A' j" b- r  p56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
( q' n' u9 j) x- s  `4 F7 vThe 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。
5 V* U3 T* A# n: a/ R3 v8 `* BThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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# H8 {* t  D$ k# Y58.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？
8 q- e' A2 g) H$ j5 Y0 e' fThat 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?

. i( T0 a7 K6 o0 ?59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
. }. x6 w: w2 _, x6 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。
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