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。
  {  s/ [: j5 r8 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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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。
Woman, 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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
& Y& Z  R9 I' ]3 Q2 g& C+ _" O. [One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
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.
) i/ _, G1 m0 [% TSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

. ~2 p/ i  G0 h& G$ x. D) V8 {4 @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.
" B( T, q/ x' C5 FBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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+ H: l- ^* S5 V" u! o! g" t37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: f6 ?( J6 j! S+ eThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 I% ^% r5 }' @# m! I8 k* YWash thy soul with silence.
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38.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。
0 \7 s2 i5 i3 B: w出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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4 J; u6 x- y, R1 a9 n+ ^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.
) q" k: d, f! \' fMy 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.

1 v% ^& a/ P6 {3 ~9 R3 I41.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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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，
9 r7 N" l7 V$ ~7 c1 s# c我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
6 p% i) N9 H. n4 ]$ C5 Y3 N  NThis 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.
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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。”
2 C$ u9 M/ Z" v4 x3 T' v  qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
0 ~, O. ^7 k7 VI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

5 j5 C' I6 _1 H9 ~5 K" \: `; O& U44.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.

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.

: L: I* s: H2 _, {46.大的不怕与小的同游。
6 o: n) ?3 S0 E' A居中的却远而避之。
! _6 _/ Y  Q& J9 m1 PThe 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

) N8 u2 U+ P$ o48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

" `  {9 F% a# M- 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.

3 p* A! u* d' e2 U9 R% D; x  k50.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
9 h( X  v: Z( U5 w( M5 mchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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% P* k0 m# B  u$ r1 l8 f51.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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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 o& X% a8 ^* B5 T9 F4 ?" XLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
9 P- o- I$ k: n7 _9 F" G4 n4 ofirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

! g. y  q0 j0 x54.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。
/ r  C/ ~# X+ |; X2 x8 e5 N. JIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
4 {& T2 I0 w& m7 P4 ithe 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。
: {1 v  M2 {3 W' B3 M/ s4 T" e' m9 JThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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.

% `' ^/ V( p! I. O6 `57.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
in songs.
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. ]7 S4 {# s* ?1 t58.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？
That 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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: O7 ?8 A. r, C3 r, E1 ?+ N59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 G7 ~- d$ L/ GThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
' c6 x; z2 @1 j, hI 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