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。
4 Z+ l( J6 N/ L8 h' ?6 JWhen 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.

  X  ^8 a& S6 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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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。
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。　　　　
5 R3 i  x9 F: E8 L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。
4 }; g+ A% y. j* N$ H9 j8 X# N' n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.
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。
3 ?0 L8 M1 A3 O# uI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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8 @" Q. l1 V6 L, A37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 @" i0 q# G& r" l: t) Q' N用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: N" N7 C, J( G# _/ K! xThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
4 l1 q( Z+ n* X' JWash thy soul with silence.
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, F' M, G: w7 w3 h1 q38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
' I  e) N/ E4 ^8 O7 s, aGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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; i$ M+ K/ J1 F  m39.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。
* G. K; Y3 \0 R1 \( }. \! y, mThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
8 K' z, ]: l/ W  c# e# o' P# ?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.
- v+ J% n- X: O/ a- {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.
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# h- R* Q; W& y* M7 a% H$ G41.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.
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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。
0 V& C( l+ w' y! \/ [: gThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
9 N0 ]) m& [3 ZI 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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
) R% ?& w6 @4 J$ i5 ^+ V- wWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
! F+ ?1 u3 I. x: d# x3 nI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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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.
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45.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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- Q2 u7 f+ t: l) q+ n) q46.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.

* `2 O4 s3 l: @6 e+ Q! Q47.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。
7 p. n. `2 |- c9 IWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
! D, F; ]* |4 Y2 k) t0 I* vThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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2 s0 i+ Y4 y) i4 ?2 S* A51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
" ~+ b" E% y( \, [, C# C3 i# o0 o2 TThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

$ H2 e$ w$ H# E" x0 U- T52.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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# a9 T% e/ _; ^& `* I0 h" V$ b% ~% _) D/ x53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
  d6 ?) V# [! u) ^. x7 [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.

' x& U/ |) R% ~+ _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。
7 r5 Q* h2 f+ w# ]+ h) ?9 KIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
$ b  ]9 I2 n% j3 l& Uthe nest of my silence.
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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.
I hear the voice of their wings.

9 o+ F2 k, Z3 o) }- q+ A5 u56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
7 N0 J6 L+ j% j- _The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

0 k! l7 T" l( N: |7 ]/ m( ^$ f2 h57.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.

0 B% w( L, V3 T; l1 Q58.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？
9 e( a' O# Y* k6 T5 C4 w) ]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?

9 J7 P& Y( }" T3 ^, V4 Z6 Y1 u9 X59.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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" x7 G' M; M5 ~; i) I3 I) P  O& `60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
( C  h5 q& g9 f% l& SI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
3 B, ~* K- B1 j7 R5 }. {1 f# `0 O; efilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
* _3 }0 O/ L) F! e“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
' W: C0 Q  o! B+ m6 V4 ^. \3 O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