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
! K5 `, g+ [+ K7 B" p. b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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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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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4 E1 A7 H$ a1 F% _6 r33.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。
, u& I8 ^3 f5 T: Z9 FWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

& p- z4 F2 r3 q4 o5 e34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
3 G* G3 p0 c& `) K) K它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

* }7 d, h  X7 u5 \" k35.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.
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* ?1 |( [1 t( r/ p9 _36.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.
$ L0 }) x* M. Y2 h% Z1 e9 l/ RBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 z0 _4 P9 r6 I: B& B2 s用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# w) ~, o% k# E+ _! C$ t& RWash thy soul with silence.

4 R# b% M5 `  C3 B+ x  w2 K38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 Z5 ]2 K" U+ W' Y! |6 EGaps 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。
; O  j: e5 g" r  q4 M  e出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
5 O- I: }) V' |4 S( o8 `The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% F6 x$ P4 T9 p7 D/ UCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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! m/ v0 Z9 y1 D40.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.
( n, j, `" K5 E1 a/ |) tMy 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.

# j& ?4 u# U! e- J41.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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6 `7 Q* g8 E# E9 j7 S+ W3 Q6 m  V42.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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
! S( p1 I- o6 x) f! W( OI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
# }% Z$ u1 w* U& J9 [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.
6 a" i* B4 |# R4 a. bI 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。
9 S( a4 w# D2 V2 t& b, X2 xSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.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.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
( ?* r3 p* b5 Q. D8 D3 YThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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, c- u( N8 K$ Y48.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。
2 ^- Q1 B( ~8 A4 r! {8 o6 _& OWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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$ }# k/ [% _. b7 G6 l) X" I8 P50.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 X1 D- W, [8 `' L" n4 ^4 DThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
+ i3 O6 F& M  u% p5 nchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
: H0 U' R9 k9 d5 T0 ^# j7 rThe 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。
* e7 y& ]! g) q5 FLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
' a( u1 S: r  v0 k& x5 l9 O. }, s, [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。”
) Z1 W5 M4 V/ H$ P天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
6 C) j# a% P. O8 Q+ s& ~* bfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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2 E) y# U4 X+ M/ M7 @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。
2 g0 J3 t5 \1 D! p8 ^In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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。
; R$ A& V3 j8 O( f8 @0 Z, D. v我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
! V! Q( r7 p0 }, KI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

. a& R/ q8 Y0 J; \  V57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: B' i2 p2 V% N4 t- o' ]% q& WThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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) w  }" R& k5 j, N( v, a* ?: `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？
6 t1 ^" ^. W% J; p8 O5 _) d5 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?

8 I- r% _4 K6 S: \# P- T7 F59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought 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