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 {9 @& ?3 y  n7 l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.

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。
4 s  h2 f8 E2 y5 yLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

/ A$ _% n9 O, O! T+ y# Y33.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。
: h8 ?# N- O5 @$ hWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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8 C  ]6 y, [+ n$ W34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
4 B" v) P% I$ {$ J' T% p3 e7 D它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
, R. E2 t3 O  C2 w: d. k. UIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

5 D3 b& {" z9 T, n5 `6 k" o35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
( L" [9 g" k2 w+ q& t7 B) I2 D# s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.
" R6 G/ i9 W% R. J8 N+ N* dSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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  ]3 \& t, o4 F+ o! Y3 n36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
5 `. k" u3 }1 {3 ~' LI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

2 i% ~* z2 w+ B8 o# g37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
7 O, c+ U# y6 m- y6 d2 {0 B* y- t用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
. O3 W% j+ ?$ JThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" V/ {  @6 ^# h  F; CWash thy soul with silence.
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+ g6 q7 {' a2 p9 e2 M) K% B) z38.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。
, U- u/ J7 b. X3 U$ C5 J+ S! @出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
: E1 C5 R. p! N3 V6 rThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
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.
1 b  \" j+ I, I! y" nMy 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。
; C5 i: ?4 H# ~! g0 g, pGod'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，
* w( H- L# A2 h9 o- a我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
( S' \: N/ ^) r/ R: P# B  |This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. U$ _6 z& Z. ]4 XI 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？”
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.
; Z/ T' s. H' dI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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5 D8 O* S8 m9 \% [9 b44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 K3 w% o4 i* S4 @3 ]By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
0 c5 ?: M$ ]9 O居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
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。
+ {2 ?  [, {! u. B: R  iPower 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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( b1 y% ?3 l8 A! t: Q50.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。”
0 m% [1 P4 M7 ^# E# e. dThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.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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: Z  c" ^: R, p- _% V+ Q( }4 r  {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。
4 z5 ~8 d/ E+ j( U% bLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
: x3 I6 N1 l3 I$ SI can see your face and know you as bliss.

6 J" S, \7 H6 M! t$ ^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。”
, n  J3 Y6 y) n6 q: f7 x天上的星不回答它。
8 r* _9 K. e: K+ VThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
& a4 t' N, S* j! ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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
! g6 ?; U) k3 j* G! pthe nest of my silence.
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' W8 N8 q. N; v+ d0 x1 j55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" o0 ~* g* Z+ ^2 Y' k我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
# A3 W, i; i; ?. `9 F: u- f# bI hear the voice of their wings.
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; M- ?5 C2 k2 L. Q0 x: |$ x56.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.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
5 Y" C" ]2 d! x4 i$ hThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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9 N0 z9 ^, Q, p- X58.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？
) ?4 f4 H# Z) }. WThat 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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* O( n- B4 ?+ H3 Y9 d59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
! E4 h2 a/ J3 D8 i, s% C% A2 uThought 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
: L! o( u- M& j. N2 Ffilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
* |) ^! ^6 u1 R$ i' l: B“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