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
9 L0 j" Q- G( s' V9 q- a( K% a各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
7 h6 A* N0 c9 S5 P7 l; s) A$ w% bWhen 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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4 `$ J0 h% E8 _- Y& P  c32.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。
$ x+ l2 {+ K0 g/ W( c0 BLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

+ O5 S& O# ^2 O1 q7 Y33.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。
' e. Z8 |" a; x, O8 A# v% _1 l# }) JWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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8 ~1 ^- r0 n2 V8 U9 \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.
6 C, T; z6 H2 p) r+ i, V0 U- d* k( \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。
5 z. o. l- o3 j+ X把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
+ J4 B2 n6 h  t+ fThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save 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。
9 L6 N1 f' z& ^  uI have my stars in the sky.
) s" M; H* T( T* o+ m0 u+ d5 OBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

& |) ^0 ^: h+ Y$ E4 }' ]37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
! m+ e+ p) d) \0 S5 q用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
& K! X, _9 a5 _5 `8 uThe 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。
3 t; @, H/ `7 D9 p: Z; y4 v* ^2 @7 [Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
+ }) e0 s+ l) c7 r: g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.

, E* I$ x& |0 K' G  t7 l40.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 q! m+ S, g9 C, ^% E7 {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.

5 u+ O/ M" \) \% ]3 E0 B1 A41.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。
& N2 `2 {$ j; yGod'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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
& N4 [! w/ H5 _+ V4 }% rThis 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？”
% W0 h! Q( b; ^% Y! g3 P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.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
2 j3 z- E- i) u5 h) GBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

( S$ J' [6 N) h7 Q  e: H$ }- V45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
1 H, X! S: q% Z" @. N4 D. SSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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, Y0 R5 d6 O* ^46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 t' J, M& e  e, y1 N居中的却远而避之。
0 ?! S7 @7 w( U5 ~0 `) w9 OThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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: S' }: ?& ^+ I7 h47.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。
1 q* R( v! U& B/ J  Y, QWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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
7 Q* Z  c9 P* X* S  g; K) jchildren, 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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" K+ K- W3 I. L" b. u52.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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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7 J5 Z! R& i* `4 M. d53.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
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

* v3 d, Z# k2 e54.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。
) e. p5 b: c- u4 iIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
# V+ @1 i/ M" y: g" ^the 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。
  n' N0 a2 q' D+ K2 t% }7 \Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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8 x( J& |' \/ {1 h6 n! f! \6 _' V56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
, b+ i8 t$ C3 k1 B. m4 F; XThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.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
& f1 z/ ?1 O+ |& Win songs.
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* _6 H' C7 F- \- }; _. f6 ]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？
0 O2 l! M# r1 ?4 a- TThat 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?

4 E6 V7 I. s2 {/ T59.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。
7 t! _2 S0 {2 Q" U: E% T% uI 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
( a& E" G  [: R3 j“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
$ V6 F  t9 P/ W" @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