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
. r' W. O, D' _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.

  n. O' f( L5 Y2 K, O/ I32.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.

" K. F$ ?8 {$ z# C4 X' Q: n4 N, r! l33.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。
) d2 P# c, p, U% T& E$ M! X, u- ?Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
! j3 ]# L% a: i. C$ X4 h) l它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
; A: ]7 i7 z3 N7 q. eIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 y' @& V; b( d35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
& }) F4 x0 \$ n8 q- H0 u把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
: F- ^; J( [" h5 Z& J. ]4 v8 m' k5 pThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
) h4 _3 S3 I! |2 I1 i5 Y9 {Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

* |8 V5 V' E+ A/ d36.我有群星在天上，
  G; s, C4 ]5 L9 J但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
0 g$ g8 p: ~3 I/ C" j" J: ]I have my stars in the sky.
7 x! M; o% [+ N) ]2 W8 R) ]But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 V7 N8 K1 _5 t5 X用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
- G# E, L0 J6 ^/ s' v: j' |The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 \% A( g( a. s) vWash thy soul with silence.

6 z. [' p: w3 l4 ~) b8 i7 r38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

4 ]3 h# U6 v! s! s  A0 V! i39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
9 ?4 T! G. C" A& ?' x( |0 m/ S出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
- @4 Y7 y( |! s7 x9 Z5 K. Z/ @The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
& P* {- [! g! _+ `' }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.
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.

1 B3 q0 Q2 x( l/ P4 t1 f41.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.

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，
/ w% B2 {2 @, G0 `3 X  l  l% M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.
6 v" C1 t8 U/ \% u5 X4 CI 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？”
, c% u+ q; `3 ]: X! y. }3 B: q( h- z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 shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

# F: b: m" R1 f6 f. e6 U7 O44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
7 U; H) U8 {# s# s3 wBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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3 N) K/ A) o5 }% A3 l, C, o; Z7 t. b45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
& h3 a, n" y8 E7 e2 J0 v3 W' XSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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! N+ G9 F, X9 x2 P' E6 c: J9 J46.大的不怕与小的同游。
$ e5 ^& n" c6 j1 N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.

0 p* l8 K; I; c, ~4 v! g$ A48.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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! T. D8 z% q; f2 F49.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。
8 k* ^) I, w- o8 p, Y* {8 tWhen 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
4 h/ I8 R. s% N; j+ W* ]children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
* B8 _8 a* h$ J/ SThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

, @& E/ N9 d. j0 [! v+ C52.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。
* q, v3 U% R: |  F. i4 ZLove! 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。”
7 x% f3 _2 h6 F0 T$ y* C$ {天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
# F! ^4 c- u, A; N5 g+ pfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
9 ^+ B; J, }: |# l* `In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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5 q6 w) t3 O0 O55.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。
$ c' C" J( P& R# t; G5 _Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
& H0 H3 k7 b6 V: ~2 N. H5 m0 zI hear the voice of their wings.
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- l; q% X2 S( f+ F6 M56.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.

' m" L9 _% s. k& O57.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？
4 R( O# V' K: g; Z: Y) |/ ZThat 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?

# j1 u3 S5 @8 ^$ i4 }* J59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
( e; q8 {1 t( f: yThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

2 m/ G2 [+ _, Q4 |! N0 e+ L60.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
) {2 L6 \. }4 v3 O2 T. [2 C( Afilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
. K2 w# g  z7 k9 c" T“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
) o5 M( Z# n# d  t& ^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