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。
0 C+ r) N$ c( G4 j- c$ v/ XWhen 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.

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。
8 |5 O' _9 t" H: n# \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.

* ~' ~& g5 Q1 g% P; @34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
1 }7 _; M) ~, p  n它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 @, g9 |( j& d* w- _" W$ {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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* @: A6 J8 h. j7 O35.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.

) R: ^" H" s+ n8 }; N1 }3 u  _! Z36.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.

# U4 c6 n+ }! i6 [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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( a) R' \0 e8 h: u) `- g% ]38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
8 o' r5 L: ^) D3 R& W" p: J% SGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

/ Q& t$ j; F; Q9 l- a* g6 r( G39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
4 M- |6 h/ t9 @: ^% d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.
( ^3 A, J  B6 k' [8 TCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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/ y: [+ K# M: X& ^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.
4 p" N- @0 L% }$ D# }3 T+ h* Q* YMy 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.

8 ~+ y5 y6 j) `3 ?/ S9 e- X41.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。
" C- b' B" E1 a) OGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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- f( W7 J5 {# u4 x/ F) G/ _: E42.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，
! n; f  _' d5 U1 P3 w3 O+ x, [我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
7 l& h* Q8 t" rThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
I 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？”
8 ^" Q+ u& h0 S1 c7 J9 f, @2 E3 [& c瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
5 b  L5 K0 H6 xWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
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。
) ?4 O: M4 R8 ?By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

. Y9 x( T6 q4 k  Y45.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.

! @) N* E+ \) L3 B2 W, x46.大的不怕与小的同游。
8 c8 d4 n) c& H5 F8 r  F居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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/ R$ @4 ^& j, s8 j4 W/ Z47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
. w0 \* p: q5 j( J+ s: N9 ~The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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1 _7 H9 t9 L; G! d' }3 v; u* B48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
  s  L. D- g; W8 E# @- ePower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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' o8 l* i* h  a/ u) v49.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。
2 W- p% e' K) w- J3 D# eWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

* D( b! l$ N1 A. G* }' L9 D) ~$ M50.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。”
5 |  l9 n6 n% `The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
' c! n8 N8 p; n$ pchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

, {  B6 D8 O- R51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
$ F, y6 t6 O9 u1 q) d# ^- t  c% q1 _The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

# \5 A7 M( T1 w3 Q( i& ]# P52.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。
+ ^, s% p) k1 k- ILove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
9 W: u4 N+ Q& ?2 OI 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。
- L* V' ^, v2 K. Q6 ^. }The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( l4 X  W; [4 o7 h8 k- C4 `3 ?- `firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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: k* S$ b4 R; e  I54.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
# p. _* C. u0 @& d% `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。
7 K7 p: ^- J7 v/ E$ U' B! J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.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
& h# T9 v2 C; f( y3 t' e. `$ FThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.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
! G0 f/ L' ~. \% Qin songs.
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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？
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。
' z2 A3 e1 R* m/ ?! NThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

$ Y9 v' d! `) C1 L9 R# e+ o60.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
6 i" T4 A& a; |2 p" h+ O  Y& p7 }“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
/ d6 L5 S! ~* M$ u4 j9 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