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
" L) p- a- @- Q3 Q+ W各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
) ?0 s9 k) u; ?+ X# A, N% P, T2 u: CWhen 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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/ z8 k; @6 K* A' U( A% _; l32.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。
9 G9 g/ [9 A! }6 |8 gLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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5 P& m1 y: z& }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。
1 w  H; j) \) D  [Woman, 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。”
1 e- r% u0 \+ e% P* Y; kOne 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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; I, B- X" f6 ~( N35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
, }& h1 P/ Q1 O# I0 B# z& l把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
2 s' |- b$ m+ M" J7 CThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
2 W- i5 e1 c  rSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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: ?1 G, S. ]; Y3 B& I5 V! C1 E36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
8 Y# `4 N0 q2 V0 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 E2 |6 o. ?9 k5 a# aThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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# f2 c* ]! k: F2 I38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 h/ m( u1 M) ]1 W3 `3 D6 q# TGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

" n7 |) f* F) y6 M: _# M- x39.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.
  m4 f9 T3 q& d) j. A* d# A/ k# [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.

, N( Q, c! v9 {+ K7 z41.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。
. e( D1 R  z3 x  c+ G: u! ]& L( n1 a4 ~6 HGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

% N$ y& d* k/ v' g42.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，
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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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
% z3 d( o5 i) f7 ^- m% K8 {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.
1 n, `! ]4 G8 kI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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1 z3 K3 k! x) T, R+ c/ H2 R44.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.

/ x8 C& `0 `, J9 E( V9 G45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence 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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
% K* U: V7 k" [, c, ~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。
% d* u5 e1 d7 K4 VPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

' F  Q- m* q+ ^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。
0 @, ]6 m4 `: ~7 f  }  R. GWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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8 Y: K' w8 ]& g! R. Y# ?5 d# e& h50.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 T% F  M) R" x3 k) y& i5 ^# ^  J$ Ichildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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) ]  n7 w% i: u8 E# n9 g51.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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2 l8 S: M* z. g8 y1 {) S5 X52.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,
" m$ w* c, u- |3 R9 F8 |  kI 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。”
, K2 f, a0 }$ m: i天上的星不回答它。
# R8 K2 s1 m; V, JThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 i+ ^- u$ x$ c% X2 C( L1 Wfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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# t2 u( h9 {) _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。
/ B8 F+ O1 a& bIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
/ n8 u( ~7 m" B8 R0 J3 X6 k# o5 Vthe nest of my silence.

55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ `: p2 ?& X9 i1 Z+ ^  P6 oI hear the voice of their wings.

' v+ n; Y9 F' k- E' G; R56.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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( ^$ s0 s. j: D) s! N1 }) n57.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.

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？
% `) z/ m9 h2 M; SThat 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.

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
( f+ l; y( t: h“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