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
0 S3 |) n- F0 v* k/ V! p, s% T各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
  A  p- S; N: L0 E' kWhen 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. P" ]( _, |4 ]3 u+ 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

' \* `8 h! _7 a* 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。
. [( @7 D: |6 f& }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。　　　　
" [) _8 c) D  c它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
: J6 _% k; ?+ R1 P/ Z( Z2 o9 EIt 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。
0 U; p' m0 X. v: v# N" v/ a1 i. l5 m; |把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
: f5 t' p: c2 J: @. T6 R: Q9 oThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
! Z, }! B0 V5 _( X. ]Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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9 A% u* X: H6 V0 t: y" P2 g% c36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
# V4 k* e1 k2 W% K! Q4 c% u6 WI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 N8 A3 T5 K4 C( f" L$ C! ?Wash 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.
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) N; S( w: u% k* S8 ?1 ^$ D- w39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

! X- |* v- q: L( I" M40.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.
; h+ ]$ O4 N& H6 S7 z/ q2 n1 uMy 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。
  k$ `, C. J8 n2 l: O  R$ wGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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.
7 O3 v- t$ f' S) V( H- p5 R' KI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

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.
2 p6 ~; R  v5 F* W. K) KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

5 ?% e6 X. L4 c- z. j, `* i44.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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; K2 ?3 K7 l; y1 ]" g0 \45.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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5 p8 a& b) Z: p* i7 Q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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* G0 C& ~" W/ d* l47.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.

% ]; v  b6 Q0 I$ ^5 F48.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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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。
/ i9 \+ \' ~4 _  |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。”
3 @6 b( |. e+ R, r6 c$ j" nThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
1 `# A' a7 P/ f$ y$ j$ Kchildren, 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。
' x, e, u) l( Q# r6 |- H* hThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

4 y. y0 z& t! s3 S. U52.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。
  ?9 R4 W( ~3 L: wLove! 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。”
# b& C6 [& [' o$ i6 u* W天上的星不回答它。
- H. }6 V, X) k5 s! Q2 WThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
$ u+ t( |* q  J2 v3 gthe 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。
  a0 q5 Z8 z  x! j, {: h% @我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
, b2 h! N$ \: U7 EI hear the voice of their wings.
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( \4 \+ z! }7 ]- ^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! J/ x9 h' K( i57.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
in songs.

5 h6 u* _: K! G& S58.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？
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?
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  D! M  g2 a2 R5 @59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ ?- v. {% |: Y9 f' J6 l3 ~Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

' E' N% q1 x" o5 u60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
/ A9 K2 k% f" d4 ?; N% cI 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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
3 Y, ]  ^7 o' E  t* s8 ^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