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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
& C  ]$ `0 J% z4 {1 \& {4 f0 NWhen 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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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。
* K3 h7 U; k" P# r) }: u6 g4 tWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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7 Q+ {# R  V- @- ~34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
. L& h' v- `- S8 U( ]. r. I它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 J( V# C2 ~8 ^5 H) d" E" A2 q; IOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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% e2 R# @7 E# t0 g/ z. I35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
. U3 s0 c# c7 {' @: a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 m5 c( Z  C: H* ^- Z* O( w2 x36.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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
+ }' f& l: z% v. o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.

8 ?: |5 g8 h8 ]3 A+ P2 t38.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。
- k7 Z5 Y! @& z' n出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
  B; H/ B% ^# X. g* _The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
' h6 A* H7 ~/ K% N, |- W# ]2 @Come 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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, V$ o' W" q3 U9 g$ b41.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。
$ @3 j& Q2 ]# R9 O1 uGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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% x- M1 R2 w- [1 y42.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，
. I6 M: G- _) Z2 G+ J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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

3 B% }1 f" [- w43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
; J8 C7 a+ ?5 r- Y: K4 Y% _/ Y2 b瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
5 a- c% c# {7 l# [  I7 B/ \Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
8 Y# p! l) ]5 W+ Z) w" @) _I 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.

# r# a' B$ _( G8 o4 _6 x45.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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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3 Y8 I( K: E, X) E$ _$ \! z9 i47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
. x3 y, o6 T& F3 {+ L# PThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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+ ?* W4 |" a2 Q# q$ v2 m2 u4 g! F48.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.

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。”
! \+ d+ M$ n- y1 K6 v: BThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
% D  E* x* ^9 L: W1 {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.
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0 `$ |: H; [$ R- _5 q+ h1 o4 c52.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,
) n) M* Y& I; M# LI 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
- Q0 U+ G' h, u: q. WThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

1 |: r: ^4 ]2 Z( f3 ^8 V2 [1 o$ Y1 Y54.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。
: H) U8 V& W3 x7 w% _In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
4 ^6 {: {3 n$ n/ l  k  P) `7 U* y2 G" Tthe nest of my silence.
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' Y+ q0 ^/ g0 S7 V, _/ P) d55.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。
! W; L- C; W7 n. f& VThoughts 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.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
% ]* y2 B0 p' O! j; o9 KThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
. S- ^/ b- l* d) l9 ?7 i# yin songs.

  m0 G# c; s- d- W# [$ ~1 ?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？
8 W  S- `( M+ L2 UThat 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。
. Y, Q' h, f2 q; P2 }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