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
' i& {$ m6 _! s. s7 Z% ]0 k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.

. o) F6 r* f1 i( t( D: 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.

% H  [7 o# ]1 _# H$ @$ J2 Z33.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.

9 f5 E7 O3 R2 }' p) T34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
7 r6 E, g3 F( v& x& aOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

" ~; r" J9 Q& \  C& l' d3 g3 @: ]: j35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
5 L  o0 n4 U' H  ^, m$ t把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
0 H5 f$ c8 V; E7 `& u" wThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
3 s! a- W3 }5 y8 @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。
, G1 m1 u: _5 b& |I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

4 [; i! t# L# q: ^3 E$ n& z  y8 Z37.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.
( w4 N* f: K! j$ p6 f6 w0 A5 W' mWash thy soul with silence.

" e% n$ J2 ~. ?; O$ N' r38.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。
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.
& q; e/ Z5 c& b7 s1 rCome 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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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。
5 d9 A) g* V' L3 x0 j" _God'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。
( k6 J9 \8 a/ T$ i& PThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
2 L. U0 E$ i# i. O/ V6 SI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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1 L+ d7 u, |" e& X7 e43.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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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. s! L* ?( G" s& z7 G' u' \; x44.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.

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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! b+ U+ n3 H$ x4 m4 ?46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
" ^) e( m3 e" l0 X$ s) NThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

) ?! q+ z2 H7 @' j0 E47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
' t& C: _+ E, @8 p6 _1 gThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

, ^3 \1 t) p" _# k0 p48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
- J/ I$ Y! T9 m7 C+ QPower 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。
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。”
) ?  Q0 v- u" O$ oThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

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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" ?# k  `# O+ u9 x7 L; b- P52.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,
I 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
) h, k5 ]3 e3 `* |The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 D4 T& i, g6 c2 ~+ cfirefly 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。
( o  C" o* {4 X0 U1 [0 }) I2 w& GIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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. D  a# X+ e5 q) I55.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。
! @$ _3 p1 Y# [4 k$ l7 S7 M: J( fThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) F3 g/ |$ l5 w9 pI hear the voice of their wings.

& w) f3 ?6 d+ q56.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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
! S* x( B& w: ?8 PThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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6 H' T2 t$ T4 w8 v. I9 K58.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？
- G4 b3 h! m- m7 ZThat 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。
0 M. X) m8 l7 a* j7 q' EThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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: D% f1 [8 X! }5 v" @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
$ n9 R7 t, g- z( l+ U5 g“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
; [" L" o1 }5 Y7 @( o" e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