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
! c' J* Y5 c! J3 Y各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
) u$ ]: a' a' C+ k3 @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.

% k+ o( w, q, e5 x5 U  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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

/ C0 u$ f! d) g& `# U% b33.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。
+ O' X: s% J& t. `, n/ YWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

# {$ ~7 f, q+ R9 N34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
* Y# z  Z7 V( j9 V0 rOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

3 Y: _3 O7 j& c5 {% j35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
. B5 `( \' K2 ^+ |0 s把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
" N+ B% L& S2 y9 n/ GThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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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.
9 X: B5 |) S* O4 S$ ?% WBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

+ H: x' ]) x& ~1 P9 u: Y6 y37.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.
4 a: {: u0 U0 u8 b" qWash 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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$ Q) y- v: C; Y3 k$ x3 J' D39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* [/ `+ T: Y( ?& ~2 H5 P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.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

. S4 b& ?3 O- l4 i' w* ^; |& C40.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.
* c* N. b6 |4 A2 v( R6 ~% D8 C4 nMy 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。
& n2 K7 ^4 E2 o; h2 wGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

! @6 Z1 ~! V4 I; A7 p9 ]$ a9 a. R( N42.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，
# B. O# V' `: S' n2 H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.

- o0 q, B, C/ p8 q% c3 G43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
, b5 o- p% |. Y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.
( H0 P  P$ J8 j! a  CI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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  T. o2 u- j8 d) D! g  P44.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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; r/ M8 z  P9 U! X45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
' B% j5 U- Y% q; T3 rSilence 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。
7 F( O4 p# T5 C4 I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。
' C- {" m, O7 f/ @The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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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.
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0 o3 ~& P+ U) b2 X) O- a* A- R49.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。
* h4 e0 v' V- P2 T  BWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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5 i! X, F$ F$ q  q( z. J50.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
. P" S/ g* u) l. f+ {+ R, xchildren, 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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0 W' t% p& L7 E* Z/ B; E0 A52.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。
& l7 e4 o0 C' |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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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。
: v0 m3 P: E9 T5 H9 n* }* P3 Q9 gThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) ?, p! j  `+ _) u. C! b, T9 @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。
+ c& K7 V# V2 TIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
5 _& q' x9 x4 N0 nthe nest of my silence.

& ^: e* S+ N, ]- u1 H0 F! M3 X55.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。
2 Y/ f6 Q# T& J8 rThoughts 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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# B9 n+ p4 {. H- f3 W9 @57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
  P! [4 k2 G* ^  y7 F  O2 N2 S! d2 yThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
# _" o5 h+ k6 X& Zin songs.

% l: x; F  B4 p1 a6 O; N  Z3 A# [7 _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？
7 p; n0 g# d  @7 qThat 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。
6 X7 x+ ~, R( `, }- UThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

6 ?/ Z4 h  g* G7 N  n! X7 A8 `60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
: F% i% e3 m/ u2 `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
! ]3 y" J) t. q) Q' y“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