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。
. V- l" }8 I2 ^& B, @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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. B5 q! |; W9 |* s* m$ y32.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.

; k, L9 A/ M# A0 ]  W  y33.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.
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4 b' a6 M+ J4 Y' {- g0 j" W34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
! `4 W; j6 t' a  R7 q* E它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! Z' O% F' a* k0 P; {; }0 w2 CIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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5 i, K% ~, i" [% y6 d35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
% e( d5 X: s% @把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
2 y- x( L0 K% y' D' NThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
3 E7 `7 m9 I2 |2 R: ?Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

) w/ L& \0 a. f- ?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。
3 H! l. V, j6 \. g& r6 w, J6 \用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) M* C1 {( I& d+ i3 G# P, [4 ZWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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. E& F$ w5 t) P2 X39.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。
) T# B. F% Q6 m, {+ g% iThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come 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.
5 z1 }, u+ s) hMy 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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$ {- u) k5 w" F( c4 M4 F41.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。
: i* D% l' }/ q: |4 N( q& jGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

# U% Q" k+ t  g" V9 m; e42.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.
5 n4 a$ S6 m% l+ lI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

8 Q9 P+ b/ ~( V1 f/ F0 Y43.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。”
# t3 `0 M* [3 D- M$ N1 IWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
" i: F7 ?3 z+ z7 j3 m+ C2 Z8 KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

) ]: K8 z) |, E& u) I) m9 {44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 B/ d: V; p( a! j7 M3 pBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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3 f2 O! S( t1 c1 n8 w8 D& G45.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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' E, D* X/ K5 N' D46.大的不怕与小的同游。
( W$ b/ u! \7 K居中的却远而避之。
' F' ~. W! ]. q3 L! r7 d- b' aThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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' T1 l7 }7 L- g5 Z47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
% \: j/ E) n3 ]$ `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。
. Q" S* O3 L0 s. g4 z' O0 Y& k( PPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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.
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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。”
" A2 t$ `5 F9 rThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
9 C  E' ~# Q; {5 Q2 gI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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9 v+ a( s2 G; d% @4 D$ h53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
6 _1 i$ y% F; I: C4 \2 z" w+ F; [: b+ `& I天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" b9 \! R* T" b, efirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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" @+ O% G" {# C54.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
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
) T, L' w7 ?9 v& c/ o( L: p我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
+ Y& K* A! ^9 P' p& ^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.

) D  l  B* |" y( c0 d; A57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
$ Y$ g  C( P+ ZThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
5 f$ F# q6 {8 w7 h9 t0 Z8 Sin songs.
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; ^, U+ W  e: }) E; @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？
4 c7 N/ ~3 N7 R$ J5 P  Y9 uThat 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?

/ X5 H/ d* U, f& d) l59.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.

1 ~0 U# k; u) W5 x$ p' x60.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
: _' L. k' i7 e; tfilled 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