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。
; x8 l( B' f$ p: V0 ~0 _' JWhen 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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0 Q& B9 `+ v% P# ^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。
2 W& s# k7 }1 i: W# K2 tLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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6 q( E+ G/ |7 Y; @; M" E33.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。
3 d7 V; `( _9 r/ Y% r3 A$ L8 FWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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' }6 j/ H/ k9 F2 R9 k  F/ T- L; 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。”
; @7 r1 r$ H/ O/ L4 WOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
6 `" d" z$ U1 w% |It 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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
# Z, {% ~$ Y  Y0 t, |8 k' OSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
! G$ P2 ~* g2 O( d6 t& L; m% z' h但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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/ C  Z5 ^# a% Y# ?+ @37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: d7 e. d# W! R5 ?# M3 k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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4 S2 T, `$ f) n  i! i7 @! d) P38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
/ d  [! e' H- H( w6 L2 ?Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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8 v+ ]7 {4 s2 m! Y0 C7 j& j$ ~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.
9 j5 ^: i& E- gCome 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.
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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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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# R8 M  b* }. J  U: {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，
0 ~+ j  h/ U6 ^2 W1 d$ @7 `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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

% v4 U5 L" A- E! n& U43.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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

. n" s7 u3 @5 F( \: U' I- X& ]7 l44.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.

( j" C$ ]3 \# g, ?45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 y. Q; F+ o, K3 ^$ @: T/ u/ VSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

- B8 {+ R! A# \$ q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
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。
" U/ a- O  t8 `* t( ZThe 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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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0 M# `2 n% I0 P4 ?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。
# C9 |" [8 `: LWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

. y- q$ L7 P, h& ]3 }# b; j* C50.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。”
. ?  O. }& V, r% \The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
4 a8 q- O$ l) b, T1 q- ], `8 }$ X  qchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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! X# v& e2 t. H- @# k51.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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# {" i7 h) B+ W4 n: s9 d52.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。
( j4 v1 l7 b! h- |6 ]5 bLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

2 b" Q3 V7 h: j6 I' h% x1 @$ o53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
& h& b3 X: D) W, a6 [8 I. O天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 ~8 d4 m1 C0 r# e' W8 vfirefly 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。
& z! [& j: u. Y3 JIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
9 i6 f1 L3 _9 ?# Ethe nest of my silence.

6 [2 [# f3 F* a6 G# A# W; [55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
5 d5 @4 f$ @! t我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
8 V# T8 k6 t) g0 Z, q; Z8 }Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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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.

/ `4 a2 N8 k* m8 O1 ^: L  D57.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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* F6 R, t, v2 E/ Z9 H; I+ j58.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?
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59.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.

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
“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