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
' ]6 p0 j8 q2 l) h; R各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
4 A7 e7 {! R  o+ C0 U+ tWhen 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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9 g! y, K- p; Q/ R3 a5 @0 h32.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 u4 H' ~: r- M1 W8 PLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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$ t, _, L+ R  y- r$ K7 ]" f. ~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.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
, ~+ j) Y! E. Q8 j: hOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

8 B, |  M! X# W& w. {) P- ?. h35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
" K$ t; A+ \0 a6 f/ O把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
/ Y% n2 f  {. \& }! q& z+ Q, dThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
# p8 ~( u2 @0 ]: ^- ~5 iSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

+ S/ s* `/ A. I  X; ?36.我有群星在天上，
( q( D0 x- M/ Y" q+ y但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! X  K# z9 F" e' }% _7 SI have my stars in the sky.
/ u7 [* K7 [7 u. BBut 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。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

. d7 E5 {* {6 T- E38.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.

  j+ t$ u# x) u8 m! r1 I5 [+ g39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
" l: ~5 p; E+ h7 Q出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
7 U0 w( S& v8 i7 N9 b5 Q# fThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% d$ e# A+ d6 JCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
* {' [. U+ b; j- V, ], v1 t. Q% n$ OMy 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。
$ b% |- Z" \  yGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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。
' z; ~7 P/ o5 r: G' WThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
* H0 E2 [& e2 }# p* S* }* t6 bI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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2 ^+ u  ]4 _4 P: G7 `: m/ C$ W43.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。”
. Z4 X. i2 z4 e- H. k- f7 oWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
# d. N% ]: }3 J9 `$ uI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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 g! i' `* S5 ?5 x5 {; `5 K% K) x- USilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

& g  E5 f7 U. p8 O$ W6 h6 r46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
  P8 o: A) ^* _+ k1 k1 ZThe 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。
4 D5 W: }; n- tThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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2 W# e* D+ I' M8 ]% D7 S% ^48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
+ v/ e( p( \2 H4 f1 h0 q+ FPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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: V& |9 `/ P6 t6 s1 L# E$ V49.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
2 ~( z! Y* V. k% T5 ychildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

  ^: w: [- u5 W51.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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3 K' O8 z; x( D, G& C9 L52.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。
4 G1 e9 E- J  e6 M) c% h$ SLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

& x/ C/ Q  K2 Q  x' \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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
# |2 u  ~8 m3 V6 sfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
0 y6 Z' S0 }; q+ l- H' qthe nest of my silence.
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. G+ k9 C& K: R/ @$ ^4 C8 Q( ?55.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。
2 o8 c  k7 }8 C6 Y) j; a# zThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

1 J. ]) d! H7 K/ E" j& v56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
+ c0 [1 g5 F. O( {- S1 N2 i5 ZThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

6 f" \! Q& n/ l7 i, G) z$ Y/ E  G) d3 B57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
7 {, ]$ y) h; t7 Q4 A/ Y7 VThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
0 n" B7 n( f4 a" U) Y; ?. kThat 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 Q7 E$ f/ h6 q6 p6 y59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 K$ P" w  y( |+ C' a% ^0 a$ wThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

' @4 x' }# O. F( ]+ O. H60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
+ w0 E9 L) N6 R4 a0 bI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
% H7 l+ |( m, H2 `/ x1 Y; W) u“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