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 d$ o. P" J$ y! l# ~0 r各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
5 f/ N' A& h3 u9 {; _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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0 M! |, v; x) w0 q, \8 i8 {- ^; k32.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。
" g* y; i8 U; w, X! N) ]/ J" gLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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4 z* j+ e3 J4 ?0 U- M33.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。　　　　
) F3 V" f+ S2 M" z: v. P, l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.
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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 }" M' u2 ~) _: {9 V* W4 H把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
% a; P( A( W+ x5 J! t8 O! nThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
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。
I 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。
4 z  H* J: c. L用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
5 p  N3 B! _- s7 f( y# f, PThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
- E7 {7 X0 l1 T3 R; JWash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
6 p+ o1 [0 |3 j6 O  \7 lGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

' N- ^) G: z( t7 a- }1 ?/ U39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
9 w# i7 t  ]1 s* l/ s, B" [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.
) R; }) c% g' f+ ~# G0 sCome 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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1 Q: V' ?7 f- T9 H41.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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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。
+ C  N. _+ q, g0 q5 UThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
3 H, F# f  T+ d" CI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

( C6 i7 e/ A1 W9 L& P# {43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
2 ?: _. R5 C) V$ \& I& u2 t瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
- {0 V7 _) w- [3 JWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

; p, {. M+ E% F0 k+ }4 A44.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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9 ?& g% _/ ~3 p/ C4 G1 u: e6 H- n$ u/ p45.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。
居中的却远而避之。
/ i# k& M  V, zThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

- p8 X. ^$ ^$ Y' X* d  D6 y9 |: y47.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.
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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.
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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。
% k, J( n- w, q0 ^) @4 H" @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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ J& l1 o/ u7 Gchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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4 e/ \2 h- L  S! x; V51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
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。
# C8 n. {; f9 q( q2 N$ w' dThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* b, X9 y: m5 u9 c3 qfirefly 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。
$ X; A8 z( T  q7 E4 k* }' KIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
/ d4 U$ ]$ g2 A$ I0 e) vthe nest of my silence.
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; \/ {; n1 I' C* b" s) |55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) V0 H6 z4 k- Y8 ^5 s: s9 n4 DI hear the voice of their wings.

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.

, u5 A- m) u9 G3 y3 H, C57.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 L9 G8 l& j) ?- t: s$ [( T( 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？
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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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.

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
/ F2 E6 D, ?! C4 Y; L( e, {& \# M“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