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
3 _# k* t# o  R, i各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
) N1 O' G' U) L* s  NWhen 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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# t8 r$ ^7 d+ [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。
+ S. a4 Z3 Q: S+ G) [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。
7 S9 t  u3 u! w  `0 ^* A# tWoman, 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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  `( r: Y5 v" B8 j6 U1 O; MOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

; w4 h( b4 V5 T7 f) S35.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。
3 o! m& p+ J$ KThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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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.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
7 r1 M' i1 {, q9 WThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
( `, {2 S% u/ Y6 {0 I- b# 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。
% j6 o% j2 u+ W! b, y, UGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

9 T7 W( E  B4 O6 N39.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.
( B6 }: {# P" X8 V: d& z, D/ e  NCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

4 o* i( K4 m% m: n9 u40.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.

8 q3 N; B. H# d" T( X41.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。
5 D( m+ U, V' ^3 g. k2 q8 AGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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9 |2 R) n! o" N- @, o* M42.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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5 {( c. Y. e8 I/ U- j2 @3 Q8 n43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
( \& N' V2 C) M  G' t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.
! _/ D& d5 H3 X8 }I 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。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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, c% h) e/ ~7 U5 v# B- a' U7 B3 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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
! [, C( _2 ^9 L0 R居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

& K+ ]3 D& J; W47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
7 J, M$ ~+ X9 E" pThe 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。
7 ]+ w% o8 G7 JPower 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.

# z, `% g# x- b# {7 e7 x, V, x50.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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

3 p0 S) j' C5 ]2 ~4 m/ a51.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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* X  _8 B! O. [$ m8 X52.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。
6 i3 B: u! z1 d' t9 I! cLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ N- A4 m# ^4 p& WI 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。”
! a& V% D) K, D- I, Z7 }1 E4 Z3 F! _9 F天上的星不回答它。
  o- l: m" R4 @* Y* ]The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
# x* u, L( k1 hfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

# S7 q  s& z- b, q# ]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。
4 p! m1 ~0 Y1 f1 n3 c2 GIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
9 _5 P! ?/ }6 x. X2 Tthe 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。
9 h4 k- o4 `0 B+ u" F8 G我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
9 D; f+ ~, t0 p3 cThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
The 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。
/ L9 ^: E2 f7 C% @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？
: H: j; {+ j$ ?2 t2 ^3 CThat 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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4 T5 _" N, E* O& \- Z7 N$ c: j59.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.
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8 p  {/ {2 x# B( {7 j' t" K60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
: F+ h3 f: {9 K3 n6 g, {; K& a( ZI 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
3 e3 z6 l* D: }  b$ b% @% z“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