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.

  s+ W1 r, ~% t7 j% T3 M8 G# I32.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 _, T" ?& |2 gLet 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。
Woman, 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。”
! K- H2 t* {! bOne 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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' s" c3 x# X9 s) B7 z9 [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。
) }) {/ e8 v+ p% w8 ]The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

6 q8 f6 Z) l" k! T* m$ V. \% s36.我有群星在天上，
" ?3 r1 C  j4 O. ~" w, I但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
. x  ?% x2 R7 H, E4 G1 }I have my stars in the sky.
" @9 A' r/ n8 r. `0 b7 PBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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& X) I' h. S5 C( Y  V5 O$ y37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
; S. b) ~2 {5 H5 ?  TThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
$ M2 `  I3 X, S5 M: g0 qWash thy soul with silence.
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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.

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。
% Q- b1 o9 z" e) Z5 H- {* |# {' PThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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1 p' m. c* F) i0 X- ^2 B' b6 t: x40.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.

2 E, _9 k% c! Q. \/ W3 c# o41.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。
- p6 e' F8 r. Z8 u6 e. uGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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，
! Y. J& j# R, i1 K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.
! I9 f* X* P/ y) b/ r; l0 rI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

5 S( j( W! `' J43.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。”
5 O5 G; b- m* C$ t! g- x1 Y' TWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

" v- Q) @* Y: E( M. ~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.

( R" W" I/ n8 {6 j45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
7 o4 c) |# s% J* X6 y; D$ ZSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
) ]* w; y' K1 X& N: V1 c  n居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

. ]/ E, j0 I+ q. q4 l4 m49.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.

8 z: |4 k. S. V) C6 g1 X2 Z50.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.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
4 P) k0 u, k0 k5 @" r1 S' BThe 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。
" O$ `  y0 P; f; w  u% \% x$ vLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
. @+ u% I+ h2 x$ o+ x2 f, v$ vI 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
# M3 A( r9 |( O! vThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
4 G! D" Z- S) s& d% i" xfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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. f  W5 C/ B- ~+ {4 d54.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。
) ^) a7 a4 O: cIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

# s/ r8 s% k2 K0 {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。
4 d: J$ ^) W1 o6 DThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( \3 |5 ~3 B9 _. }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。
( W/ V. g- @2 M" ^/ b& X  u5 VThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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$ k5 f  N8 R0 m! v( b% t57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: z3 ^/ q7 ~% jThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
9 e0 j/ W9 A0 U" HThat 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?

( {3 R% f; I' a* w4 z5 B) F59.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.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
  {- W: _1 U: qI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
+ a4 ]9 O! \/ \0 G. R0 B* R“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