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
  _2 J, X/ h" C; h* D; S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.

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。
- [. Y4 Y) m( s$ wLet 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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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
; X) ]( ]& B: j, j$ p它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
3 T& ?) U+ c8 I8 H; A' w% vOne 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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+ V7 g! A7 q% T. B( Y3 A35.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。
0 b, g) c7 k( KThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
9 l: x. B0 a* d% ^# ySave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

; x$ Z# N: P# F2 r6 i2 d" b36.我有群星在天上，
- d  H. ?, c0 N1 _3 B+ ^. O但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
: X! i/ P$ I% V/ SBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
2 H- R4 _0 X3 Z2 h用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
7 ^+ H% M. }3 i* u# w4 o5 y: i& h' p& aThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* V8 q+ _! V- r# j7 `Wash thy soul with silence.

; M) d, Y7 [$ L38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
& {% j  K# H* M" U/ j6 u" kGaps 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。
1 Z- I' h- i( c. [1 x4 T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.
Come 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.

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。
$ ~# u& B' R: D1 \, q8 `God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

2 y7 [: v+ t: d42.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，
" y  K! x0 y% z' s% @- J. 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.
8 Q% ~" E/ _7 I- e7 v$ `I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

  w) O7 w0 }4 _6 r3 H, N43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
0 @% v" A+ \0 e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.
$ F5 K9 \7 _( l8 ~' I  K- MI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% q' x0 s9 |8 i) b: gSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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( J9 k! F- T2 J' L9 p46.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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& L7 ~, b6 D( F* k" P47.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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, U, s# X  X. x) e6 D48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
' Z0 r! b. Z) p3 t3 pPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
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。”
, J% z, f; `4 L- Z+ O% |The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
5 b' Z) W4 Q) l# p" v1 `5 bchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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7 q& F7 v: ~8 r2 \- V- k( S51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
. `: y( \# R( H/ n6 _6 TThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

1 W% A! ~$ ]1 H5 o0 H5 C7 S+ f52.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。”
& K( \9 {! v- C+ O8 ?: S  z% n天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
+ l1 L9 f3 T" B2 R. b. ]* Q8 `) |3 \firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

% s- ?) S0 P* R. N5 {! y5 ~4 L' X& ]1 ~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。
$ ~4 F+ M4 |, `5 uIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

6 a- {- \/ l# n& ]- i55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
0 R8 c7 ~, }+ D% L1 {, ?  SI hear the voice of their wings.

; _. y! E3 B# O9 {0 a+ {56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
& R1 _8 h0 }/ `  t: a; S: YThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

! }& s9 U3 C: \57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
5 f# Q4 f+ b3 l  u+ tThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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. \' o$ w3 v! n: W. P: d58.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。
2 l  H+ ~* z( d: x/ uThought 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
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
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