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.

  ^/ \( ~% a; l9 U+ j33.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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- s' V+ s$ ~. G2 l34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One 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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$ }! B3 H3 B" P. O+ z/ x. x35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
) z+ c. M1 i4 H6 `) Y- ^/ q把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
& e  K3 n1 `  A% f+ OThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
) g# c, w9 z( Y  YSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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2 c, Y, L: H5 H: o' u: y- y36.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.
% _- K- w, X, Q- {" M2 c* _% XBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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# A' E0 l' o5 O, f7 R3 W37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
  |' U$ a9 M: X# \8 m+ C用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
/ R- |! B" m7 k/ NThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* F0 @3 I# {/ dGaps 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。
8 `4 W6 _/ j! X; H& x出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
& L( y9 \9 M4 P' WThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
6 |! n7 |1 N' W' I4 ~" ^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.
! q; l  i% Y7 r$ z6 ^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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/ H/ [4 ~9 q$ z+ [8 N, ]# c41.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。
7 b& R; s1 F/ `; f- b- \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，
% D4 M% g( }. [' p& O9 l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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
0 ?6 G9 \1 _: o5 F; _% i瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
5 W, G+ A: h1 d/ }# V; fWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
/ h1 T( S' P2 I9 Y& H# rI 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。
& t: L1 H: }& M7 f$ I; q  kBy 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。
+ {( E% r& d+ [4 g8 ~9 LSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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: p' m% q2 E! w' V+ m46.大的不怕与小的同游。
; e  }  v  |, G& I& L  l# R( [) a居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

+ T( o7 \3 H" p) `0 }3 z9 b8 G47.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。
( G" q% p/ [5 fPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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( w) o& B' E* 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.

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
8 L0 E2 k% U3 M0 W% x! Wchildren, 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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' b8 D3 w# V- G2 n2 v0 {1 [# W52.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。
' P- z$ r/ R6 v6 k4 @$ {: T& l7 eLove! 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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- u+ E3 O) z( M  D0 X53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
+ X4 Z  Y! o- s( ], N$ X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.
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* ]' z( P6 ^0 m4 `2 o54.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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: _8 `( J! I  _' W1 e55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
. n  T. k& g% F4 Y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
' ]# E0 K% F( V" LThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

$ `0 O( ]& y* P( u; ]56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
) Z, W! h% b7 o0 b* |8 r% ]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。
The 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 [8 F, r5 \3 i% 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?

, A6 O) G( U/ _* z# c1 B59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
# @3 Z- c' k' }# n" |( MThought 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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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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