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。
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.

6 l5 k' z# i) n8 K7 A32.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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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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8 Q- a; l* K* U6 Q4 ]( }5 z6 @! U34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
& l: O/ P1 U" Q+ z/ M! @0 g+ `它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
: k! Z' W7 @+ n$ _2 T, c3 Z8 c' ^One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
$ y/ g" O9 A5 _/ P. h4 XIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

5 u$ g/ E" C3 j! O! u35.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.
/ `; p0 k2 N( ?. qSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
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.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
; i5 Q1 e1 L; j8 ]Wash thy soul with silence.
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4 y% W8 t8 O8 F, k) [" q! j38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
# L' `; R6 Z) e" H) H' ^Gaps 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。
6 v1 M6 M/ ^% u& N) R* ?9 Q6 a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.
$ i  x3 s; |7 G3 I7 ]- }, UCome 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.

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。
# B' o* j% o# Y6 k& ^God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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  o" |5 X0 X5 l0 u* Z" a: i8 I42.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。
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.
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( w; h3 b3 H! x) I43.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.

+ p+ t& N" G: f0 ^44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
" U, m7 @3 l3 x3 f0 G: H4 |By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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0 p. x; J- [# y8 e45.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.

9 q) s' o0 L( [1 G4 \46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
0 y# Y+ e. p3 f( kThe 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。
. X7 d% w0 E0 mThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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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.

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.
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0 \$ B9 ^. C" K50.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。”
+ v3 A- `! z! ]/ b2 jThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
( F, ?! R6 N: r1 Q- _" P0 ichildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.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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Love! 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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

0 U& S1 F1 K: {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。
8 t# D" V% s) i1 E1 N1 IIn 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。
6 C0 U4 G" L2 E+ P# w1 @我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
; l8 v9 q% a+ M9 b! j* L/ s& U0 }Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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& O5 @: T" q2 o& L56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
( |2 x9 P$ N& W7 P9 P$ vThe 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。
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？
# z$ u8 m2 T( k* H0 }; qThat 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。
4 c0 M$ J8 d8 F5 Z% yThought 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
“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