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
9 V/ v2 O3 y, y) G8 U+ m8 n% y' W4 P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.
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' v" ~; k  w4 l) {; X7 J32.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.
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" l0 D, g. B. N& P6 @# J/ A1 D33.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。
" O: T+ u4 z6 [3 y& h7 N( r6 N) pWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

. h  B2 i7 C* F" R" n% ?( _' n: s34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
/ ~+ G' \, N" R8 `One 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
" ]7 U+ S& Z) |/ UThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
9 V/ {" a1 ?) _. c" ~5 n( nSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
- T9 q0 v0 [+ I6 k6 D但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
* K+ B6 M  T- {; k7 u( {8 U" PI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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0 q6 Z0 U. S. k1 m37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 y0 `: Q% E' {! H" i' S8 e* C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。
Gaps 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。
: W, d2 i, e4 }: V: y5 y" w# BThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
* ?4 Q/ Y3 F% a: n. ICome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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8 B" @$ o- q- z, H! ~/ o! t40.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.
5 m( x' k5 t- `8 d) t# g$ SMy 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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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。
God'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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
' M& C: C, ~! a. j& l  i- pThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
+ n3 i. J7 M# v' X2 iI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

0 o- a+ n' o" e) E43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
+ h  l+ V) E6 q7 t, w, N瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
- R. z* n; [" C2 `. L$ W$ n7 x- Y8 VWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
# Y& I, n9 z) n' K: M/ wI 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.

1 h$ p! m3 m$ t/ A7 Q) s! g45.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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, {$ F# S) A5 x: _0 q* [9 J居中的却远而避之。
! H% x/ _) E- Z+ [+ G, J+ gThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
3 d0 Q5 w9 ]! T2 p; q; T4 Q" C% l- _The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

48.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。
5 j& ?& c8 `# O4 ~3 ^/ R7 b# DWhen 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。”
( ?1 J1 F6 r5 o  H- R# n9 vThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

; V5 W* \5 h) B$ S51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
$ t5 [. r1 T: v! q3 h+ M) qI 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。”
( P+ p2 K* {, e* ~9 K天上的星不回答它。
; z( z8 p9 o; C1 d/ ]# z% WThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
% C5 B+ a  p. Q( r3 c* X' @# q- Rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

" u, }% B/ _* a: t3 ^! 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% _1 O! U2 a9 OIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
% @' S0 ]8 `5 S! f5 `the nest of my silence.

6 z& l. O8 z2 b- B( Z3 k* R2 W* b1 a4 @6 v55.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。
  ^) H1 a; B$ t. D) H, F  `, [5 HThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
7 v* D- X2 n: |5 {I hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# N4 I' ]. D" b8 @6 r* rThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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8 U0 P6 y( c/ q4 y57.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
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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？
: X* I* Z" K( s& g) MThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
- e  l5 W+ ?+ i( Q5 `Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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# F6 x# ?% S* z* P3 r+ s' U60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
0 ?/ X' ~! i# _* f4 d1 `0 b* ]7 kI 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