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
/ l7 P9 @7 u1 \7 A& x. Y& U各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
; U1 ?, G1 n& K  h2 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.

8 X% M" ~+ i8 ~& w, ~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.

0 p, B% z2 G) N& y( R33.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。
+ z! I/ E1 [+ B1 c" n/ QWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

1 z9 K, Q" t5 c  P- H1 R# ?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。”
5 }' [9 [9 K1 vOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

3 U8 H( e% p/ v/ f! l35.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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: B5 E& j' l" e, W, [36.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 U% j2 R4 g7 k# n( L% c1 IThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
' h$ @: r4 e2 C, IGaps 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。
' T% g0 [; q: w/ oThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
. g$ o0 [" [) iCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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# T, I+ K! z9 k- c- r40.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.

41.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。
& P8 K8 ]7 ?, y- MGod'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，
+ G, ^/ C1 r4 w+ H4 e我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. t2 h0 _! h- U' W5 }" 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？”
9 T) h+ B5 S  f2 O- |) m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.
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# u- z5 ?* g2 X! M& [/ x44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% k% ^1 `6 f$ w4 uBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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+ n5 Y: f( T5 L/ e, a4 H8 V$ z4 w# x45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
. J; `+ D/ x5 g/ RThe 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。
/ n4 z) j  S! IThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

* Q( j  N1 J0 `1 Z2 O3 M48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
4 z& @6 |0 K0 \5 j1 U. U3 wPower 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。
* I! x; m7 H+ H& FWhen 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。”
: U8 R& k* P% Q; K2 e9 sThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

, E1 j) e+ M  E" k( m& E, ~( `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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0 X' f. ?3 y( w8 v1 k/ y6 @1 j52.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,
1 w4 \6 W- J& }) xI can see your face and know you as bliss.

) o5 V( \, |+ g0 |- ]" v- M  H; m  h53.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.

3 d6 v1 H6 y7 U# |; ^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。
( E9 C- Q$ t) _/ }In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
& u$ S, x7 H9 F: N- A' h6 hthe 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。
: G/ y( b9 y! x& f! B3 l8 Y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
2 }; W. n1 |( U% E1 _$ PThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

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.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
9 z3 [/ \& I# ~/ o' _0 B% X8 t; MThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
. h0 f! @5 c1 V$ KThat 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?

0 _) s' s9 F8 A59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 h3 C# A6 {0 y  r0 vThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.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
; m2 `. u% c$ l% ]- D! [+ B  j) S! qfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
. Q/ M5 i1 ^0 e# u6 y6 j“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# R5 b# [# k% x2 h8 M) P. ~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