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。
" Z  S5 I+ X' ]: a! A& y8 j, LWhen 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。
. i1 J, U+ _2 }4 d8 m; uWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

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它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

! B+ ]+ N, m* Z4 Y; {& D" O35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
7 I& X9 A2 a  j$ A; v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.
, d3 M' f' h" v1 h. ZSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
; r- P* z8 C" q+ vI have my stars in the sky.
  B# z& \4 E3 d& ]8 |( C/ sBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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9 D" v' F& \6 H+ a% N0 H! G5 q37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
" ?8 L1 v% p  X/ |& U用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: V; c6 P" P6 f! n2 a( jThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
5 u0 w$ T  G" f  j- _Wash thy soul with silence.
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2 F7 @2 Y( I9 R38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* a) a0 z- A& S3 ?) A! g0 K% Q/ HGaps 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。
2 r9 F) ?! Z* Z# l) D5 }9 H出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
9 J) z1 f" C4 b% K! M# o( bThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% u. ^- [7 x6 J& r2 W7 J3 b2 gCome 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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& d! f# t% O. {% }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。
* R, [  f3 E( n; ?3 JGod'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，
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.
1 k! f( Z( G  Y- b) gI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

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。”
8 w" _) l( l5 N. X& G* UWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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9 r2 k4 l, [1 A3 T, g+ k44.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
0 X! R, V1 f5 O8 K; T1 }居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

; @; `3 H$ C8 @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.
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48.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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: K2 v9 ?& k/ \  \5 }+ s49.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。”
# r7 Q9 O  E% D; N, C; v8 M- E) \The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 w4 |! @  v( k4 R4 }1 T6 x1 Mchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
$ H3 G1 M7 e( {# A7 ^. E. eThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

8 a# p, ^5 T8 H/ @3 b; I1 D52.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,
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。”
& n* G/ l0 v/ `5 q$ t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.

. z: f3 k" K- P4 \9 b' z  L54.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。
& G- O1 `% B) _. x* v* lIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
: G* M. w7 b+ V+ Bthe nest of my silence.

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 f* w7 c! o+ p8 o% v; g' eThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
, t1 e! n% W4 R) D1 EI hear the voice of their wings.
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1 A, r3 u/ o: B5 w2 h56.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.

$ S, W) _8 {" ~4 v% _/ o/ `3 P3 s/ N57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: K# S2 c: V* LThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
2 d) i' r% L5 }# [# E/ {  QThat 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?

0 `* n& }, ]0 A/ [; W- m# |59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
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
5 S/ T+ i% M& F) N! r, Ffilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
% i; M+ ?* ~# I+ I, a- y: g“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