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
1 d" j6 N- o" K6 N1 G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.

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。
. I, v0 I1 y+ b) j; SWoman, 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。　　　　
9 F8 u( I1 Q/ y2 g它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
: g' V1 r3 }+ z2 ^+ ~One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
$ I) y1 b' K2 o! ?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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
4 c0 F) m$ o) q( f4 r& C/ WSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
. U$ k9 g" i" ^  x1 t& L但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
7 ]/ j6 `) n& B) d  n5 @8 n+ ZI have my stars in the sky.
, S, N) [) e+ y  G; I' MBut 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。
9 H' f4 m& A; B* b+ _The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
  I6 U# d5 A+ LWash 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。
2 e5 m% I! ]7 b. N( XGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

) C" f; [- h! B  L4 Q39.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。
$ b% j4 U3 P$ X# U" a2 ]. KThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
, w; y4 U. Y; P8 Q* t, X3 u3 ACome 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.
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.
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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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2 ]( i  l" a& e, M8 B' G0 `' ]5 J42.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，
/ a! T% n) b" ]  N, H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.
. D+ N7 e8 ~* ?+ c& gI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

5 C6 `! }& }$ p1 Q3 C43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
; m7 N, l5 ]4 ?9 q2 t5 H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.
9 z9 ]( F% }1 lI 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.

- }! r8 V  {: Y+ }2 y8 Y% X. }45.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。
1 z3 @% s- `4 s% U' x& Q( U1 z' u居中的却远而避之。
+ N9 Y7 x. }# c* b% X$ y" T9 f4 wThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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4 \( t. f4 ^/ W6 P' ~47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
% N8 V* o+ F5 N+ c# @The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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' ~& {/ o0 h/ C) v48.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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6 U  L9 V  ?5 l; c+ J50.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.

51.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。
3 V+ ~/ i. `6 y; gLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
' f' r- W. j+ |- P1 h2 o3 [8 uI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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9 x" _2 z# z6 m( s* Z53.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
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

- ?  S% ?4 f9 `( D! D5 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。
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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
( H1 `) n: X  r- q, nThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

8 R0 O' I: Y2 d& F3 W8 j( V57.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
$ y, n3 \- {& H: H4 }# \in songs.

) T- Z4 N( [% l' ^1 Q58.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？
3 r' \5 F$ I. O4 rThat 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。
; H/ G/ N& ]# ~, Y/ dThought 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
. _. C0 U0 T: F1 u$ Xfilled 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