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。
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.
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# O5 F$ ?. M# T33.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。
4 W% l- B- c7 ~, T  t. T* WWoman, 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。”
* O$ g, q9 v( r) `8 \. ]' ^One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
9 {% l, \( D3 d+ P( S; s1 yIt 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。
* H% H7 V# J4 `$ g; g0 G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.
% u5 J* l% M  U( }) E9 ^6 {Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
2 s  X! `+ k( @7 N% N! K2 f2 F% k' t5 T但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
% _: u1 ]7 A% q+ TI have my stars in the sky.
) Y0 Y2 Q& z0 ^# A) d% gBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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4 y1 Q; s, M6 C# X5 [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
  x' a6 d8 K9 K! I# e用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) n, P& h; @( w7 UThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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+ e" N7 \# f9 m  f( V: Q2 ^4 G38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
( Q* k; i; Z# i1 k- F' i4 }+ L0 AGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
/ _& s* Y" f9 xThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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% e% N0 S( q  e+ e' X9 r40.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.

! Z7 C* j) O* l41.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。
$ f9 M9 ]4 v" Z% G4 Y- T% FGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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。
0 u" \: w: |, e' b. q6 [8 \. PThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- x2 k% d+ _$ z( n- w( OI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

' r, k  `3 Q$ d8 k! q: ^$ M, l43.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.
$ y/ G+ T( f: e3 dI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

3 w8 @. V0 _& H1 g: G- _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.

9 J; X- U; ]4 g( H45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
, I2 ^7 j! l  iSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
8 r1 k% j# T0 Q$ Y  d; S( q8 T  TThe 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.
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$ T% ]+ ]( i# h7 A6 s" w4 c! T, x48.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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5 }$ |; B  a3 S5 s3 @$ @3 O' a49.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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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
# c7 J7 \/ t0 s4 {$ K2 b5 G) xchildren, 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。
( B! p3 e2 x$ n! z6 SThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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$ q  K. U1 Y+ ]2 q" a52.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,
# a' x( w, x1 j. |. G  yI can see your face and know you as bliss.

4 ^5 F; l2 F1 O6 k, A  D& m53.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。
2 \/ }* `; X0 _! T3 k' T( B+ J2 D8 AThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
; e0 y7 b# F! N, g; D+ M- x- Gfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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5 y' n  ]) W2 K! J* w$ Y. 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。
0 l3 n( o0 Z# g: ?; ]4 }5 HThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ [* _3 V0 _: F( V9 s8 p  II 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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, Y% u4 \/ I8 A57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
" ?3 G: |/ w) w- ]1 C# _" CThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

0 i: }$ E# S5 g  u- _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？
, p( V# X' D, u. CThat 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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4 O1 l) y4 h! \& P- }59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
1 P$ I$ w8 l8 y% n- r5 l  ~Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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; W2 b& [% B: A- t3 z9 t6 c60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
) R) u5 {! n) }' lI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
) J4 U1 }6 |6 P/ @7 G3 L+ ffilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
6 l# o1 ?; j5 @5 y“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