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。
7 O2 x; y, }# z# b: PWhen 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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8 U4 ~8 E/ r( I; X! ^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。
7 L2 H  I0 |( Q1 `+ dLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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4 i: I3 r1 t: _0 S33.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.

9 k0 n* h7 ]. H" ?; c4 F34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
# ^1 P( r& U6 I8 U: y( nOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
7 ^+ N+ ?1 S. q' }1 `4 vIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
2 H& a6 N; C% R( {' \. E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，
' _, m1 G- t/ o& T8 W3 R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。
  r6 o4 L  x$ y2 ?) O2 u( v% q用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) F' \$ N0 O& aThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
' N! y2 b% ^0 Z& y# h- Q% EWash thy soul with silence.

3 m, k- }  e0 w: L$ F38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
. F! u& S* \% m% F! v. U, gGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

& `5 \2 C: S5 L) Q0 \! F9 k39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
5 ^( V* m9 j( L出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
" t& F0 U* X% g4 i, aThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
* V' I9 M( |& S1 e9 Q/ r7 X# m+ {" ?Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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! N# ~, ?5 ]* O( }0 D9 l40.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.

5 ]  t9 I/ X* @: K' P0 I41.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.

, D8 C4 |0 ?* Z6 v! H42.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.

+ V7 u7 F" O: V* j8 C43.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.
4 i$ C; u7 G' o4 o# M- WI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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; |% }+ ^& s- L9 F4 R: T44.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.

5 {7 m1 r4 i0 @6 H. d, ~2 V45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. g/ @7 X3 a4 D4 {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。
, i" s6 L- f% p! q居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

6 c& H* z; `$ n4 h9 ]5 x% `47.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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
3 ~+ |) e0 x7 r8 P5 J" CPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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+ [7 D# T( [0 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。
4 E0 e& C, M% n1 R! HWhen 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。”
8 ]/ n1 G3 u2 A, _The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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# i/ O9 e5 h  @% e, e51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

! n* Q: Z) f; b& C53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
, C% s; |2 s+ A5 V0 ?天上的星不回答它。
6 I% n' T+ P( C- ]The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 B$ {2 D+ h' d9 B' p! }5 ?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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
, Y: M- V! r1 d4 ithe nest of my silence.

55.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。
' y1 _* h; |: k0 J5 V7 e. {0 y/ YThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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8 l( K+ y4 M) W56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
. a& K6 q: t6 U8 |4 E/ S) YThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
  G- d" j6 X9 C: |# Min songs.

) }8 x' c; {" p! R( l% l58.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?
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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。
: {% h/ j5 j7 P2 u+ ?5 [Thought 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。
8 t, t; t1 M' dI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
$ _: v0 g9 ^% @6 z( }) hfilled 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
) Q/ ?, w# M: o" p; L8 t' h! S3 l) b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