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
  _3 I9 L8 K2 M4 K/ W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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  ?7 _2 a: j) Q32.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。
' X0 J7 W  b6 P6 Q2 XLet 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.
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' p/ o+ g/ q% m6 l4 o( g' Q" e34.一个忧郁的声音，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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35.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。
% ]# I/ P5 ?- C2 o1 |The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

! `8 |$ B6 k6 k36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) b; m& k& L8 t) o) AI have my stars in the sky.
$ A) M& N; q0 H1 v) a" v' v5 _But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
( S; K: V6 ~4 b/ @" o" ^The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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3 D) Z4 Z$ ~+ }" H38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
5 n- R$ L/ x6 b; @5 H' o' qGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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! M% r8 s# Z5 W9 y, n39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* z3 w# J  ~4 b2 C1 B& f0 g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.
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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.
( v# A/ S% ]1 k* f& IMy 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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2 x" C* c8 L0 y5 {( n, M, {& m41.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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
6 `$ `4 L; P. e/ z7 ~0 W9 `This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
! h* T  J) L4 m0 ?' t0 T, c! BI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

+ [  T8 F) H2 x  h" ^43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
: C1 e4 v3 K/ f' F2 f' Z7 I) s* O0 ~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.
# I' K5 v7 h7 g. d  e5 E; iI 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.
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" p) D' _/ M8 s; }45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% y  D. t$ T0 @) T5 KSilence 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。
3 H2 j" z/ H) M$ Q* cThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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9 A) ?& {' p" c* ^7 S9 l47.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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8 l5 I) L  U5 `- ?, C6 |48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
1 I! W/ [, x( d# Y1 {Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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3 d* a1 b) k2 c) I49.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。
' b$ n2 C* V6 s; u1 KWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

" a0 g7 T( l2 f  u- H. u$ Q50.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
, {% k; o' A& T9 y3 I) l, P2 {# Ichildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

6 q- g( d; R# }51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ i/ Y, t4 `9 r- L% r8 F( C: x" RThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

! D8 T: l/ J& P# D0 W4 {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。
7 z" k& C- V6 b0 [: W- E7 V* v/ fLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

/ _( A9 K, w  S" G* p53.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。
8 n) u5 K3 Z* j$ ~# U# p# k7 zThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" ^$ Q2 o0 |# d* T! Kfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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. _$ K# Q+ Z; L. A3 d8 v54.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。
6 q6 F* r7 ]$ C  LIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

3 X0 [! T0 ]0 s0 w' ^55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
8 J6 i: I6 x2 `+ y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
. P! E$ I5 B- mI hear the voice of their wings.
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- _  \1 X2 ]  I( W# i; i6 ~+ v56.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.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
" L( `1 \2 y" ?" l, H! ?% F& QThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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？
; B. \/ K4 g' Z, 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?

. \$ n1 g9 C5 ^: Q, A2 r59.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.

" o* b2 p2 m. e2 w+ h' M60.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
) s2 F: ^2 s" v; D& m  ~“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