泰戈尔诗7

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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 Q7 I. j2 Y3 t3 t各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
$ l. _' H& @" f: h" oWhen 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.

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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' N7 D' v. H4 _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.

/ b. {7 m; v" f34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
9 U9 m3 [. v1 B6 }# R: c- V- }/ x它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
7 I% a; H0 a7 k$ q6 ZIt 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。
, @+ T8 u! s5 [' s( T6 c' I* yThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
) P  ~1 Y- D, y$ _9 kSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

9 z; {9 }  \2 _6 z) f, T: r36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
3 u1 a* I( S; `( `; _- q5 b( oI have my stars in the sky.
$ I7 l. B9 w  c- T/ Y- w" k+ QBut 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。
1 G# J6 S3 z7 Y1 {0 I3 eThe 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。
$ i+ H- ]5 a+ d- FGaps 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。
; `3 M5 I7 w! S+ R  b' IThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

; X2 }: u' O7 P' W( g8 |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.

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。
; A8 u: k5 ]6 XGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

& H7 M; U8 _: n( }9 g4 N42.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。
, K. P1 v% e3 _% O) pThis 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.
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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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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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45.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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5 D4 _: I# D7 }  W7 H& z6 u9 q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
# |5 i8 @. v7 V2 [- M! \$ g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。
' R" r; L  g6 w: x; x: M: F# EThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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- c, f3 N( I! _: q; P48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
/ K$ J/ \) _4 p& ^% a% d8 OPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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6 r2 f2 \* K: e49.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。
2 |8 l4 t) I$ H! }5 D) M7 AWhen 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。”
: w5 s4 q4 P0 ]0 oThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

1 F$ m% j0 d; R  t. M9 a51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
+ c0 v% `; @9 M8 @( ~The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

5 o) g- P1 x& i% f52.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,
/ D! d  W0 _, jI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。
) R+ `" D0 i  I0 z! G/ ^" MThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) I; E7 V& s: nfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
, U$ A3 Y4 z4 [' x2 Othe nest of my silence.

+ H9 `2 r( H' M1 I$ `# i55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
# Z) y0 m' M- w1 P, t* p" F0 g我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
4 V" j5 _9 D! UThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ ]" `! d$ x# ~" A  WI hear the voice of their wings.

- }5 J8 `' ~4 o! S56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
0 S! I/ F# J& G0 M2 g+ t  ^# D' s0 `The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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6 S& t/ Q6 t/ T" t/ O- L: ~9 k1 Z0 p57.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
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？
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。
" J! X7 ]' ?) P- K6 Z5 |Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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# d/ e7 j. Z6 ?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
' Y( r9 w& l+ a9 n. C( W0 nfilled 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