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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
1 V& u) o% P& |8 v4 }- t- w5 |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.

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。
9 E! J, U) ]/ d: ~Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

+ l. F% Q' ]! n$ H, F33.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.

" A% T* M' e6 u- \; v34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! L( w& ~3 h" |  a! aOne 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。
7 |! W4 e8 V2 v9 H  X) G) l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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5 z4 J  O* G) p! {7 T( Z" |36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
2 O9 N4 `- v* [% y, ^" uI have my stars in the sky.
7 m; J0 \5 _& D) Z' B* E4 n  W4 lBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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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.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
/ M2 N* x% d& [3 y6 BGaps 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。
& i! Q3 {8 [0 {& G2 Q( t- I; {( cThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% ]1 r  T& L+ S- a) U& fCome 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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5 H# r! R) D4 _0 }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。
! d5 V7 p: V2 Z& J, p& m/ oGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

4 \7 p5 n6 O$ t5 e+ |9 Q42.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- m1 V5 }5 n7 D: O* v( G我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 e3 w5 i- z7 |1 i0 {This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
( O0 J) x% @2 K( EI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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- V$ P* M) S  _& K( S: E43.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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
( ]) C) k; V& |# }I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

. E1 e3 o. i; U; B0 _* u44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
- m0 ?3 h" {& {  sBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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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.

! Y! b/ M1 V6 ~) ?46.大的不怕与小的同游。
( K8 o5 b& ^! ]+ _5 V0 Q居中的却远而避之。
9 W) \: O% W8 z, h% ]! p9 R6 ~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.

8 w4 E0 ^) y3 N3 @* Q- O/ c48.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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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。
, d9 \9 X. g$ v2 eWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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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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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。
- s: t/ M' L5 i5 R# FLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
9 a. O( V: V* H6 ~天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 ~+ t  j4 u- ~8 O0 W8 O' ~firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

9 @% Q+ D6 ?4 i. O7 P54.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。
' X+ H0 S4 t+ L2 K  t' d, mIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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7 v7 k4 Y6 x! n) R& a: Y55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 T2 u8 t1 _4 e1 \5 K5 a6 G我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% O4 @* w1 ?6 K5 s9 mI hear the voice of their wings.

1 }; |. Y6 ?0 v3 [) K; D56.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.

' ~0 L2 }; h/ o" B57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 X* R! ]3 n# V/ R" kThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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  g3 J. k/ p8 g0 p58.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？
# m2 g4 ^: H+ l# LThat 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?

5 I: ]4 ?; Z$ C9 a. |0 l59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
: T; K3 c% o( v2 Q7 {+ `* s+ |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。
$ [/ Q+ v% M( l- DI 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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
9 M2 F  D) ?/ T$ |1 q. `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