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
) W: r7 C0 I0 V+ E9 E7 V1 b各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
6 b/ X$ c9 w4 `2 yWhen 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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) _$ S+ h3 [  V/ ~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。
, m. \2 d4 B5 ]1 KLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

% Q' [- n, \( e9 ^- c" T! }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。
: B% N4 o- e% `1 wWoman, 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。　　　　
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.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
+ `8 S! h) h) K! k( ]4 m把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
0 G" {- s+ M: `) h( sThe 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。
- L0 n2 [6 g+ W5 gI have my stars in the sky.
5 k2 F, [2 r# d; ~% J2 KBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 R* c9 o3 u3 v) p用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
. J; }) L3 k( C/ NWash 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。
Gaps 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。
. N" Z7 ~' ?# [* NThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
+ c4 Z5 N6 n. {9 b% U% p3 I9 B( rCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

7 A8 L1 s( H2 \/ h40.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.
. L; ]) b9 D% g0 qMy 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 I/ ~- s! e! Q$ F& z! e" Z: l3 L41.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.

3 ?3 v& e" `9 z6 @$ ~2 v42.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，
4 H7 o- z. a; E, F6 ]# x我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
/ I3 d1 x9 F4 ^5 N0 yThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
4 ~9 g2 t' d+ m% j: [, B8 K. l% X, CI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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& C& w$ k8 h+ g$ \43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
& s- h" T6 E' [. n3 c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.

% B; [/ X7 V4 B4 A3 i8 k44.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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  B4 \8 \0 @) l' j8 b, k45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
6 R" X( k! u" u  p) L$ l% ~" WSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

( V8 [1 n$ Y- ^, }3 Y  A46.大的不怕与小的同游。
+ Y3 `# F/ W* v4 i: y居中的却远而避之。
" Z6 d$ a& c% ?& g8 t& zThe 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  s, N2 {4 M+ Q3 ^4 W7 lThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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- n. R" K' U* W/ M) I8 x1 N7 Z48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
: I' U4 b0 p+ [0 tPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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7 z- z2 n% p% Z4 t49.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。
, t% @$ s# E0 P) M4 O6 [When 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。”
* z7 D) a+ M0 U- |The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 R) }& ]: I6 K0 g+ O0 ~5 Ochildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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" S6 q: J- P8 P8 V: u, f% h51.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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52.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.

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。
: o/ e; l; P% E4 ?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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3 F6 x' k$ w  j+ T0 V+ O9 c54.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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

. t* I; [3 r1 }: K9 w- j55.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。
. ?+ O6 h: t+ ~Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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, ^' {  d# l) r6 D$ S56.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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
2 ?( R: i& C0 S6 j& G, @The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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, W% G2 A' z7 S58.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？
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?
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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.
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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。
- v+ C1 F0 i1 k% [4 u/ m7 H: l& F# KI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
, u8 e# m5 K: |' V1 `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