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。
# ?" b4 p& ^- H+ R/ b1 ?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.

+ v5 I. r+ F0 l" f32.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。
& i+ ~0 e3 k5 C7 j2 O7 d; sLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

3 }9 m4 v  W* P/ z% ]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。
/ f1 P  g6 @. k, B$ O' DWoman, 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。　　　　
+ D& J% e! D$ s它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One 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.
7 v* l, L: D% S6 b( i. bSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
) B- {8 ?3 ^! S! w但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) `6 _. V6 L$ Z& g0 O4 fI have my stars in the sky.
" W7 G9 E8 r( s! h% F" t" k. uBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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# ?5 R/ z) F1 D; f- o" V4 X7 x' \37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
2 y4 H7 e7 i% C, H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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9 ]6 G3 h+ T( P, [5 N. D38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
' i. m; ]% D2 f2 J% l) SGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

# q$ K2 P+ Y6 \3 E  P) e39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
2 i, ]; ~5 ~) P; f出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
4 Y- K) A1 e) I  pThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

2 a$ Y7 c% W! v5 z% v40.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.
& Z4 X& O/ V7 p1 j4 ?* L3 x: SMy 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.

4 ~2 L; n* B; t  L4 U! s/ z, K42.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.

! w7 {* O5 F1 Q43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
. m# v7 g( _( m5 H+ ~9 M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.
# U: L4 r8 k6 KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% f, ~9 r' i' J& t2 \( ~/ jBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

% ~1 u# V% _$ d6 a8 d5 L6 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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
3 n2 H- s9 n0 wThe 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。
" ^" ?) M$ \5 Z9 v6 m. AThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

. M$ f5 b8 x7 o8 x0 X2 ~6 f48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
! C9 v/ E5 a) V. ~! t' MPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

( J" O: _3 F4 F+ |6 Y( z+ d49.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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6 X% q) u" R" \1 X9 _* T50.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。”
1 r& _4 l$ a3 U$ [The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

  Y5 t: _; W6 A51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
; R- ^# k! H; \6 O: b1 |4 p; sThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

! u! Z) b7 H$ ^( r. {  ^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
7 _2 X) `# B! c6 }2 Y: k1 L5 K' ifirefly 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。
% i+ w+ H" H' [, g" ^In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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( m6 l& {  L/ k& \2 r! w& I. W55.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。
3 e. B3 J2 Y6 ^( {Thoughts 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。
" a3 _: f8 L) ]6 }, q- v! oThe 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。
% ~9 C2 E0 W2 I7 N0 |  AThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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8 R+ f& s* r. V' ~3 u8 _. ?& i  a* Y58.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。
5 I3 ?$ x3 i% O) s. P2 MThought 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
; A" x$ A9 e5 ^3 M) p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