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.

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。
! a. O# e$ F9 ^  q% ZLet 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。
. D% Q8 v. J1 o' A; Y# J, VWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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, C, }: j! Z2 v34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
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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7 N( t1 q) X" i) x5 c35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
0 d- m) H6 n9 ?& j- d) t2 X8 j- i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.
; }- \% `; i, c8 {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。
I have my stars in the sky.
* _+ C# [0 |8 p. Y7 d$ J! t/ HBut 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。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
& D0 ^+ ?3 [/ F6 Q# x4 {Wash thy soul with silence.

# U) g3 @# B( v38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
# C) j& [" @- I; [Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

( e( B+ d+ p$ E( e; c) Q5 |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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
: a4 O7 N# r, B3 T( b4 p  e' kCome 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.
0 M4 f2 S$ B& t8 XMy 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。
1 ^7 M  P4 j( w# d6 G3 z9 p. k8 [  J. cGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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，
1 M$ |# q, N& X8 {8 |' I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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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.
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% t- ?0 w& y7 v2 o  K44.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。
4 [( ^6 l7 l  E) dSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

# j$ k/ c& C5 v1 j* D; n% z46.大的不怕与小的同游。
  d+ h! e6 A% s/ p3 R# F3 o居中的却远而避之。
/ ?; p( ?" C0 IThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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& Y( ~4 T  w; [7 Z1 R47.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.

/ B: Z% k  b; X- T48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
, ^3 y: A' B" W. a7 e0 `& MPower 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。
2 ]. c' j# L' ?+ t# L, pWhen 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。”
6 y- Q  q, Q7 L0 Y$ U$ p- O4 gThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
. f# P2 P2 D9 qchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

/ @7 D6 o9 y) Z+ a. B$ S8 i51.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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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。
* N$ @8 F$ m5 ?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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$ d7 c. G0 T$ n2 J! T4 {- Q* J53.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。
9 R; D6 T- z6 OThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 m  S& d# p, ?3 O5 \firefly 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。
: D9 s. {; k9 ~In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
0 H4 W& b% C, J- C  K我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ o6 m( B$ s7 d, M* b' {I hear the voice of their wings.
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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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" s4 X4 @, ^( v4 C57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
% Q% q0 Z1 N  WThe 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？
* ^% c) T/ _  m2 f  q) [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?
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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 m) T0 |: r) Z9 @6 j7 _3 mThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

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