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。
, G" b* P0 X' m4 d: A& W- ^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.
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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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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 p( x. D" \3 p. E7 b/ G# LWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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9 T4 @) I) X# m34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
- _1 R+ Q: P7 e! R2 @( j8 |" w它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
4 k( Q- i* k( q  cOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save 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。
& r- }; i9 B& L2 D0 }$ b/ Y# UI have my stars in the sky.
0 g* g6 T/ U( W( K, YBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

3 Q6 H3 [/ c3 _3 ~6 I37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
0 C+ _, p4 k0 y& V用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) r- R% D7 }0 {2 X" \The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
$ \+ e$ e9 _& O( CWash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
4 T1 @5 `4 J- l3 U) d+ eGaps 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。
8 S( A1 o8 B1 g) T' m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.
' H; G, {+ i" i9 Z0 i% @% RCome 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.
1 R. V; R  _' oMy 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.

0 J8 \/ F% ?- ?7 Q41.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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; ^2 e0 z  n( N9 T5 _$ _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，
2 {+ I# |0 X* ?4 N2 Q- j我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
$ c6 K) _4 b5 t3 t9 Q: |This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
: [8 b* |7 _  J. x4 ]/ cI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

- \1 I+ `8 k9 g9 D. |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。”
, O( ?7 M+ u/ B9 qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
9 ^) J9 c1 U) j9 F, S" M; fI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
) R1 E3 d' P! q' @$ w, s" A# v( sBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

4 S. U8 X5 \% Q9 Y( Y5 H" `; k45.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.

46.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.
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8 h+ O( ]; U  W/ y5 G1 R! y47.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.
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: ?- P( ?. J  G1 {9 ^" j3 z48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
- f* n5 t' S/ A/ pPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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' q; |. G4 q) i. k49.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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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。”
& _  ?$ K$ N! m4 B/ jThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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6 ~: ?5 V0 u' x8 l, s51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
* O1 d% F, W5 T: F& TThe 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。
+ ?/ o" y9 L; h/ E! i' ^8 ELove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
! j9 M, h# Y) N/ x! F% E% e天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
% G. A. c* n' N3 M  `8 ^  ]" X" Wfirefly 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。
5 n, D9 S# N8 z3 E& G7 J) HIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
# ]5 K. @, j9 [3 y& o5 M; cthe nest of my silence.

2 A$ y' O- @; U" P# I3 j55.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。
7 Y$ B8 Q) t3 f3 l; PThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
2 V8 c' U1 l, t/ b* r( n& f! EI 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。
4 e5 ~8 O: w6 MThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 x1 g8 G3 X: Q* D% U6 Z% ]The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

9 Y" {1 J+ u4 F1 K58.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。
6 w$ t4 E( X- u& F. J  K4 _7 }Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

6 {; }" d3 R1 W  u; Y- z0 q9 G5 ]60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
/ W5 V# L4 L! c4 a; Y( e5 AI 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
7 ]9 b- g. @  a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