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
4 f# v$ a1 B4 a& @! [: I各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
% h* `  Q( @( B6 A- S6 t! 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.
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: a6 F) K# l4 O$ ]; N  C! x  _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.

: i2 w* \4 _% e& s34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
  M/ e1 J5 V% T它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
' t" O: v3 Q* `. Y- lOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
7 e6 ?4 @6 ^1 K5 b8 ~6 x1 ^It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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% [  h1 G) L1 ]35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
% u9 K$ w0 b; i; l' @3 F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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
8 P3 |# y4 ^4 yI have my stars in the sky.
4 O; P: }3 a* _! x# j8 O& SBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

# t3 G7 C( R+ a  s; ]( H# [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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。
! Y# `6 i2 e" k8 yGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

* q& A" U5 x! }% d! n4 t5 o7 p39.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。
  b0 ^) ~6 U* P' {4 dThe 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.
) X1 E# b% L) u! f0 ^% JMy 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 l$ ^  M6 x. o41.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，
% Q: r4 A2 j4 w) s' I* r* Z( O我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 Y. t9 A  M' @" X6 A1 LThis 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？”
7 |4 Z0 K- ~7 W瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
7 _3 k. P' l1 [( q) Z& \/ O9 w6 JWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
: j0 ?* n. S! ^6 U8 {  [+ xI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

1 X3 i0 s8 }- j3 i) M) l% |: |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.
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3 l, `" j0 F: @& n! X45.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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
% ~6 o/ g' r# X) V" uThe 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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' e0 ~4 g  k/ H* B, G- [2 Q9 L. W48.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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9 V4 f& H; ?; h8 O0 {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.

, V1 M  R  T% J50.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。”
/ A7 [5 H+ Q. i8 bThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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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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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
/ f& ]) K1 z# {: G( p  H9 C/ PI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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+ i- t+ Y- Z% ?7 j8 ^7 |- W8 ^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。
; \  ^& \* Y( H$ b5 ~The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
& L# M" y6 H( Y* I, r7 lfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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1 Y7 r- ~# S8 m0 j/ F54.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。
0 w) I+ A0 ?% X/ H. p4 ^& d, jIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
7 ?, k  [$ W# M0 v) d4 m2 xthe 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。
3 N6 o% d) D/ _/ G- wThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% O( |+ y( i7 @5 s& H/ M8 \, w: KI 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。
/ ^6 D% v! m* C+ `* \  KThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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, b8 M! q2 M4 H& [3 A57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
# H! P+ w4 E  mThe 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？
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?

+ M9 a# G! U6 Q+ _' K59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
5 u# J1 U& r* t8 g9 ]Thought 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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
' ~" S) x, D# d9 h% s“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