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
4 a3 z0 z( X2 ]% k8 N- r. m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.

& G2 R5 e8 j7 q2 N+ P$ E32.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.
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8 C! O% l  w- E5 N& K7 J- W33.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。”
  ^0 B7 F; f/ \* k3 ?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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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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
& r: c, j8 b/ V1 kSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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& o$ L, h4 A7 Q7 X36.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.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( U0 h$ z9 D& O/ w* B7 w用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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) L' g& M, e# U: |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.

4 ]2 R# Z0 R8 V" {! h$ R39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
- u  E2 k' M2 x8 _; S( E出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
4 H/ T7 L, H/ jThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
$ H' [* U! ?0 t# L# aCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

& k% n+ A& H3 u$ L5 O) K! j40.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.
! d7 O" |" w% W5 _* @( Z& [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.
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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。
" w6 V+ ?( Q# S5 F% g5 j0 v; v- C9 IGod'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，
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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5 j# U: F" j# a$ M) r43.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.
0 ~0 y% K2 M, E* Y" rI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
2 }# L1 i3 N; IBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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: ]* Z4 o9 N  M# C" A; o45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
: r* E6 B5 {0 M) y居中的却远而避之。
: v- ~3 J+ b3 ?8 l6 A! YThe 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。
8 X$ d# k/ n/ C6 {# @6 @% bThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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; n9 _+ x8 [* s1 d# F# X! [+ j48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

( \% \) s# _3 q; g4 H8 E49.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。
3 ]! c* p4 F7 @! @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。”
1 Y3 e9 q0 f$ zThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

3 P) C- W/ s3 T8 ?3 ?51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
0 O6 n/ Q/ X' o8 ]0 X" Y( vThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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2 e( Z- c/ B. o( V9 i6 |% L52.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。
( e1 u- i, R6 X5 RLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
5 F/ {2 p  Y$ C8 F& nI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
* z9 i/ R: O0 _$ n, Y天上的星不回答它。
% V5 w" }0 m" oThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
6 d* }. D) c/ ^3 M( C$ _" ^firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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8 D2 M5 L' C7 a9 i" {& i54.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
( t* ]9 G3 y9 i3 V$ x' K8 ^the nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
' M/ k3 Z& X8 ^4 |9 x- i% q- [我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
9 E: }( k: }4 Z7 [Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ k/ C1 ~% S& {1 {6 @* J  oI 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。
# t/ `& z5 D, e: h! |; @- }The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

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
6 P$ T' i* k0 Win songs.
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: b8 q  n, ~9 d0 h58.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？
; l* ]' _0 x- z8 g) 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?

3 p. \; v$ r; l- h8 `) h% p59.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.
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8 `3 l1 T8 S! g2 B5 o* X3 ?( k" ~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
# l# `! ^# M0 a5 t/ l1 Pfilled 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