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。
0 g5 j7 f+ |! }  ~5 W$ CWhen 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。
: n) ~: @- X- d5 JLet 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。
1 {4 Z! X; n# d3 }+ O- b; ]2 Q7 fWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

8 q2 M3 K4 `) \4 U8 a34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
" ?) H( q- D! T' c- \, nIt 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
: p$ `, [+ B$ @0 r, `' qThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

6 z1 k3 L* D2 G36.我有群星在天上，
) A: I: R, _3 H* S- o" q6 i但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
2 p" D( Q$ i. A0 o5 p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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8 ^- O) r* ~5 Q4 _: o1 |" b38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* ]- Q% h; o9 k8 q5 B8 {  R" BGaps 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.
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; q! ~( ^* h# h40.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.

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。
5 y1 i2 |$ ?$ h4 A9 \7 }( QGod'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，
% B: L+ Q+ y7 ?1 ~8 \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.
& E1 ~8 _0 q; s) R# B3 qI 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
. B3 l+ i2 R3 P. ^* V! YI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

  J1 L( V5 h# \6 Q44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 Q  e1 x7 i; a) A; \8 u! rBy 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。
+ Y% A8 [& Y  D- OSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

- {( P. K0 \" Q# X: Q4 t46.大的不怕与小的同游。
( E( R' [0 {5 ^/ u4 a! g& K% P, X居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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.

. r- p2 [% J" q" L) ^48.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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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.

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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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( N" l5 W9 d4 z# j: y1 w51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
1 [- B% }( V, m8 W5 rLove! 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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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。
4 r5 F9 E1 y: F  QThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

9 _3 z% t; k0 v% O4 g5 c54.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。
9 t0 t4 T) B. d3 m/ N- LIn 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。
( i- J7 P$ C0 L* _! u2 VThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( Q% ~/ {5 @' T- J6 wI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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7 E* P1 b  t6 w4 n+ e57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
( }0 Q; j* J( r4 K  L+ TThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

2 m9 t2 T1 g+ h9 k/ {8 ~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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
' e, d( ~) W. a7 {' TThought 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
' |! ~, ?* n( i* Q“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
- @) D/ _1 ]1 D4 U7 h+ @2 _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