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。
+ ^( a% D2 W0 l; _0 d" L" `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.
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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 d8 n* U" ], [Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

' E$ i) v) K1 ^0 {- E6 n# V8 ~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.

5 W  G5 L3 ~' j% |8 T34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
; x8 O" q$ d, r6 z9 pOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
) u9 I$ V8 @( k% UIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.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。
) h( U( K+ c  k% J6 Z- B4 x* ~The 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。
9 R: l# e0 |0 G4 f% C7 oI have my stars in the sky.
; |) [# F% j! v: lBut 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。
( n9 y1 P9 p% k2 U8 I. w- B  xThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: f* h4 [1 R( B% Z; dWash thy soul with silence.

& H. _6 F' F5 u; K- _9 W38.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.

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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
; T# O3 A! b3 ]. B  a/ \+ Y) T6 ^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.
/ d! n- V6 q! F. bMy 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.

6 K" J8 l7 J! e; t0 z0 k) a! Q41.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.

1 v! i* u, m6 E5 k- O* B$ K/ r4 M42.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，
* s- C0 l/ M" Q5 N) c+ J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.
. W7 O1 ~/ I4 ~5 Y  w' T0 [% GI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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5 O1 ^$ {' E6 |% T5 l5 r! y43.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。”
: d# M+ [6 }2 |$ ^" lWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
8 J1 {* y* ~* |# ^& cI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

) `6 f9 u- W  b$ g2 C* V44.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.

. \' {! K. P9 e, @+ ^45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
& {7 f" \+ o- q+ A  fSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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% ?  x( ~& {/ `46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, I9 Q. h6 r3 R; U' K* {% u: e居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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& q1 X. l' |- P3 j( p6 x9 I47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
$ F) K+ j  s2 b! N; U0 X  KThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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7 s' x. O0 [3 [* J4 I+ B48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

9 k) o: v. x. K1 y6 m$ J5 s49.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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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2 G+ T3 k( d+ U/ F51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

" f9 g: b0 K7 m, r  b) u1 e" J3 T52.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。
/ i* H* m& M! K# A  ~Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
* ?2 ]! q8 Y8 m  i9 U& H+ Z# YI can see your face and know you as bliss.

- P2 h' L  R0 n53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
. d7 f4 }8 S# X- u) S. e* C+ c1 g& H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.

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。
) p4 z5 X5 s: I0 U2 ?In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

3 i% n3 O' Z- D$ K55.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.
3 \- r# \9 ~& n' ~I hear the voice of their wings.
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( N# e& c6 H6 D* S! E7 }9 e) ~56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
; T) {& H! M. c9 [' L# qThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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2 R8 M7 q2 T/ P" M  ]57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
8 j  G3 v. Y+ m3 ^The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in 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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3 ?1 t. A% a3 ?  D59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ F# j0 p$ A6 X9 w: ]3 ]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。
2 }9 ], a- X$ WI 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
4 {& a9 u+ s6 @% `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