泰戈尔诗7

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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
3 q: k7 X% f1 o8 B  T4 @  k各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
, q: N8 {/ H" |2 aWhen 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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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。
Let 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。
+ y5 l' v4 K9 k- n, y1 CWoman, 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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
! Q& @: x2 o- h" e9 uThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
) \5 T" q/ S5 ~6 g2 U/ h; J1 H! rSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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3 M- F. {" @" d0 c! _9 Q36.我有群星在天上，
5 E, e& w8 R  n1 G$ D  Q( s+ F: _但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
( T2 c. w' n9 b1 i9 K; K; ZI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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: Z# ~' R4 H3 [/ {8 q: j! G37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
; s' w- Z. c& S7 NThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

7 @" Z5 A$ a: }" k' c; E38.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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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
! s# Q9 ^9 [% [1 x+ ?' p6 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.
6 a0 g2 i0 b, ^& S% m  zCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
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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5 A9 q' [# T- g' _% ~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。
. _; y) l/ q+ m/ ~God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

: b& C8 S" G: }/ k8 e8 k. ~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.
. X/ }! K3 A/ aI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.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.
3 p9 m" K# o. Q& E0 r7 B# e3 TI 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。
6 u' d4 c, F6 X) n0 v1 F5 SBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

  o2 Y9 C1 H% W8 F9 K$ @2 j45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
1 P6 r0 }' ]6 z2 _$ nSilence 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。
居中的却远而避之。
; t) Q# l2 v2 v& CThe 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.

: `' e2 ^: R3 R7 i/ \; Y! _8 S5 E48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
$ x% v  J5 f/ w& }$ `  w2 tPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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" U& V5 ?' E; F7 [4 y- v49.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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+ X1 v) ?, i% ~- `1 d' h50.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。”
% m" G6 }! ]) G) wThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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- ^9 E6 m$ m& ~' L51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
% B' h2 Z0 U6 sThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* U. `9 ^6 G6 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
" b( I/ Z6 f" @3 B6 R" V  {; C2 YI can see your face and know you as bliss.

! I. F/ B# n8 c( 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。”
: w' q! T0 d1 k天上的星不回答它。
& q! ^6 u0 }! Y; nThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 x% Q* d7 g0 k- P/ l# ?1 t9 bfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

) K) m0 O& L2 O54.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。
! v4 l# a0 @0 t; X$ l9 m1 uIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

7 l! ^4 k( i! L0 k/ X, F55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
1 O+ X, F. z& D3 {( c& a我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
  a( u2 P5 R9 y# B0 X! \Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
* [; c* f6 M0 W; ^  fThe 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
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( F: H- a- H( o4 T) Q3 D/ Q58.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？
$ Y5 }$ C# u/ L) \3 \1 S1 _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?

  F" N' c* r: ]- y8 H. ]59.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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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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
7 p2 a2 L8 _8 n/ l8 l( B% K“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
' J  ]: ^+ |4 B% C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