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
! b( g! E+ n) H' K各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
! R6 G9 W1 @4 `  l( uWhen 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.

9 B4 f5 ?: u, F1 c6 J: u32.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。
% n" `0 h' W: H1 b& g& oLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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8 ^7 C/ `2 W0 m8 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。
% H' A! H4 E' ?1 d7 Q$ f  IWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

& f# n% ^1 a3 E; \( h$ p! K34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
& Z( \+ W1 Y2 y! N  U5 m1 b8 q6 M5 k$ tOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

6 S2 L2 E. C7 ?: R1 J" b35.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。
. H  a% D5 W' _9 h  Y- YThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save 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。
% a( @1 r, ?. N- ?# L3 _  K1 AI have my stars in the sky.
% G7 V, @( ^) i, e" UBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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  D9 p4 B" s0 ], P4 H37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
- A9 k8 H( x% j1 N; _: yThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

2 d5 H( g/ I3 Q, i  M! i3 Q38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
5 m3 a4 a5 ]3 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。
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.

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.
" g0 _! W8 v3 t4 A. rMy 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.

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。
1 X  B/ y! C2 r$ D! p6 s- QGod'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，
, C1 G* G+ Z! f1 t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.
/ n- Q. ^0 \8 ~- D) lI 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。”
* _! n+ l" p- g1 B5 {: vWho 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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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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
$ f3 c+ d) A, Q) MSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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$ @- L+ K' s3 ]; f46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, v; b, q# A$ M居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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; x2 F9 b  p- M% \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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
2 b" v0 V, T, N) ^Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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.
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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。”
# A8 \. ^; {; c  O; V+ v+ mThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
7 M4 N+ E6 R; @3 v& @children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
& L9 f& H6 u5 P6 x* CThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
2 V0 p- a9 O" F+ r: j% ^Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
# N9 j% z8 y; l5 o8 Y5 uI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
* W/ d: {( x+ {天上的星不回答它。
4 Q6 R7 P& F4 m, ^' |The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
- I7 a0 C7 n  U5 {/ a- S9 P( u- xfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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54.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
" X! ]8 {9 X: Z$ V" J* cthe 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。
' p0 k- R" r) [6 S; z7 w3 B5 UThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
  p/ A" N6 _( d8 k% `) jI hear the voice of their wings.
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7 `- Z% o) r7 m9 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.
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+ H) R2 k% y- t- B: g  i6 m- a; u57.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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% T$ Z  j# U  A% F+ E7 f4 v58.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？
6 _- L1 |* u1 {) w' 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?

1 X0 X' D* O& v59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 ~, y: H( B  ?" w0 l! s, E* HThought 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。
3 x# w, {5 ^7 U: |; s; D. PI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
9 _6 I) P7 A: Tfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
# a7 t% k" ^5 G) H“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
( Y- Q- g/ S3 O! |  g8 I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