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
' h& E; M2 \: I  Z" d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.
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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。
  v$ @5 M9 Y6 C1 zLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

$ F  v0 i- n" I3 s1 f( W- S33.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。　　　　
) U( P( E9 e( v0 t: k它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ f/ h& o4 }; R  b+ rIt 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。
, z: ?1 ?) T2 w; A; t' C0 a/ S. e把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
6 U( F( b6 P+ Z2 U  @2 [The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
' N3 l2 m2 Q. x3 ?Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

1 U7 D9 z5 T9 q1 D36.我有群星在天上，
( \% B- f' X0 T" [但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! D& b0 C3 y2 Z9 O1 a/ B7 T- yI have my stars in the sky.
, o$ Z8 v  v+ Q8 NBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

) D9 v" \+ J1 p: M37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
9 }+ |" q! h6 n, \The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, P, a/ t+ }3 e3 x4 o1 VWash 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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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
1 |# \4 q( N% W5 l! Z3 c出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
9 V( U) z, ~/ t% t( vThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% u3 v' h+ h8 k) m% d/ J/ DCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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6 I! ?+ y4 g) O7 F( l40.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.
* o) m' Z& z  F& k" R6 z0 _) g+ |  ?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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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: k8 q/ W6 N0 T  {/ D# ?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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
8 l4 \* @5 r: \* E* r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.
7 J% G) _  _! j, j0 zI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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) H8 n( S% g4 w! Q44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, s7 |  ?% J$ o7 R# vBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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$ I: m$ Z0 V( Y45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
, w3 ~9 w# k% d& @Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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6 K$ q# k& P# A6 D) {46.大的不怕与小的同游。
! x9 r# ~9 R. ?! Z( J居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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1 H& q' Q$ F2 X8 W( V47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
6 ^; K2 l7 g! V' x! t+ rThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

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.

, Y  E! Z* G6 i$ @1 E  t) I49.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。
, u7 n- o# F0 H* v$ d6 H( }/ bWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

) o% F' q- z  u/ E51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
- o* G9 Z9 C) IThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

52.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。
" v" k* H# |( o. [- W- \Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
6 i9 Z" d2 @1 G# B% u( _7 Z% NI can see your face and know you as bliss.

( X3 n5 x& z/ V+ t53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
/ k& |( {5 l) F0 {8 cfirefly 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。
4 h" }8 Q( R  ^0 C; EIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
) q4 ^4 a4 Z; i我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 T. m! X+ P- B& \3 m9 L* gI hear the voice of their wings.

+ K8 A+ [! J6 P56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
3 k( f4 ^/ k* F% J% `The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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; s7 x- j9 r0 ^7 v& J/ c* X! ~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
9 F6 h, m( W- Q+ l! W% M: M4 Bin songs.
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+ Y2 h8 V) h( R58.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？
4 q; Q8 a, Q# c6 a# ~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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) Y1 z) {: G1 Q2 B  O  m0 d0 W( B' ?. b59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 q0 N0 [# F1 V2 kThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

- ~8 o0 `" F9 \. O6 }. D60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
7 _+ @- [6 Z7 z3 hI 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 W6 M1 W- l4 a“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
, B" U3 Z- l) |8 J+ _' w  |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