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。
When 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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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。
: J3 u8 n  x9 ]- `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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它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
9 p- D2 [# |- JOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
8 q3 [4 U7 E. {; a) u, p: ?7 h$ M" iIt 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。
0 B) H+ E' x# G" ]8 g8 i3 q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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1 i/ X% i. X$ ^. V6 z1 B. R36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
1 @4 u0 x0 U. dThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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0 U2 Z) ]$ F8 e# l3 O. ]! M7 r38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
/ k2 j5 A. d1 @( W5 M( tGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.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.
( W' C# [2 X  N; w& VCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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( U( J. e) A8 Y1 S40.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.

. ?2 I. s3 b6 v9 T" }, M41.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.

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，
. W$ j4 E; e# j9 Q" V我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
3 i- d" i6 d  M/ bThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
3 b' X! s1 z  R1 m) D! YI 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。”
$ [/ T; V4 H' X. ^, q/ pWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
4 K7 P% ]2 E9 p; v) g. u  a& R! }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。
; E$ x4 l$ v" Q. g9 aBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
- E0 {8 k- p1 E. B: k# ?- C5 WSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

- c& o, z, j* V% s46.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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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. F& d! X. h+ k( _, e48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

3 l$ z2 O# r& p0 z0 D! u7 ?9 a! c49.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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( k( v. w& w0 o* l( a/ M* h* V) 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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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3 L+ Q5 C9 K3 j51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
( b% X% O) \: x. ~# b) k9 qThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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* T! u, m5 ]) o( Y0 s52.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。
  p, n8 P8 v2 J0 m9 L& D4 TLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
4 e7 Y( @$ p6 }. h2 t5 R. w- C& NI 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
6 G9 p% V8 {, vThe 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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4 n- Y  ]+ L! p: b9 Q" b54.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。
* u' h: z9 D8 `! j/ w! `- AIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 K  {- `1 }7 f: v+ o我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
% @7 `9 F4 z; e1 q; b( u! GThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; {- _, o! ?0 A: u* A; TI hear the voice of their wings.
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9 y/ k8 b/ t, V" U56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
; m1 Q/ ]9 x$ LThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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2 R. u5 y2 D* v57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
) N8 w) M8 m% g3 vThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
4 V% j/ d/ k+ PThat 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?

  j% g! n! x+ Z" ?7 a59.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.

4 s. n3 k; z0 f$ H9 u60.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 p9 f& G3 _; c6 U- _. J. q8 U“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
; a; m) N2 S9 i' ]8 N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