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。
$ k% {+ L$ D" [+ 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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7 O7 g/ D) P) W9 h2 E' ?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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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 G6 [5 j; G* XWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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+ I$ \" W  R. G, b7 _34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
! n/ G% J5 J) d' C3 U它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  K6 y# y; R* gOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

, b3 K1 t1 t) _6 }# B( p35.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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
8 B$ G- `- q  k2 `- q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
* s( L: a( y5 x/ F: E5 q8 L5 jI 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。
' b' n* {. U! d4 Y8 B用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
! t$ ?# j! U+ I/ L! GThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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# F5 ^2 T2 n0 r1 w  k2 H38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
5 p! t% y( V5 EGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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0 I8 J: O8 B" l. e( o. i39.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。
; I8 ^; a' T- d' U* M& M) ~# u& KThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
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.
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3 T- L' q# P8 i5 E41.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。
6 f! U, `: P# M( m- VGod'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，
: ^# _8 b2 z( c8 p4 L& ~. b我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
! r2 v5 l) h' a. dThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. V& M: g/ Z  `) ]6 y, y$ d0 aI 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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
5 y5 |* [7 k8 }# \# ~$ A1 [$ xWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

: f6 ^6 o4 a# _7 g6 Q3 r44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
) L/ O$ u# w6 {; g2 \  JBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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" |1 ~- A0 i1 v8 o8 C4 j1 v4 i# ?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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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, u! ?+ {; c- ~* F居中的却远而避之。
5 S3 q- R* m9 AThe 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.
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" y1 k7 t. ^0 A$ L7 X3 _. N: _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。
3 d1 Y5 k7 E- p& }: {When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

  Z/ d2 S* m! z" l1 \; P( R5 V50.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
. X6 ]' P8 Y) `- M8 @$ w3 Lchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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$ ^- k0 \4 U6 Q2 k2 ^, H6 @. q51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
! _) G: [, w2 d! \/ i2 zThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, x1 d* L8 p( A: 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.

$ }( A0 n# ?& z+ M53.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.
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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。
, O; ?/ G* I8 E8 Y+ sIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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。
' K! Q  _% O$ Q; Z+ q我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% _( J2 Q, D7 i- _& |" ^I hear the voice of their wings.

8 q3 X$ [% t& h9 N. |56.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.

6 P  z. H% m) w5 P* G0 R57.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
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+ t; X3 s7 c- c4 k" `3 o6 ^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？
: m/ ^" L5 a9 j/ J) 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
- ^2 a: N: k8 |3 T' wThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

7 S9 E4 o, t6 ]& Q$ z  E60.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
4 w3 g1 @- D: g: X, u3 }“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
, I% O, s. x0 |* j. c& }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