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
. L3 g4 ?1 C) @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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) b, f6 U. E9 t. E  h. s5 y32.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。
7 X4 u, h% ]; W# r+ s% EWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

$ [2 @; a' r  }; x( u6 b34.一个忧郁的声音，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.

% m4 y* x( F, ~3 c0 T, I8 F35.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。
" m; d. M' y: BThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
. e* Q% {* [; `0 xSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
& ~) P6 T- }# p4 P" f3 H9 o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.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
9 w$ M! Y0 B" E# t  X/ A) H用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) ~3 |9 S1 ], h1 E: l" NWash thy soul with silence.
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& c) {/ G, y  G; s38.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.

5 N* @* e3 m) [% E39.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.
8 ^  F; T$ P( e7 f# KCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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0 j* z% t: n3 k5 p40.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.
& S0 o' l7 [* W# h4 DMy 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.

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。
+ N6 U0 Z; m) e" nGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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0 o' i  ^; q0 a42.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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
6 s9 n% X; Y8 n$ v* K* DWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

& G, n* L5 \4 h7 f% E44.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.

/ f' I7 c) J  T3 w# @" @: ]3 Y45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* E. Q* E3 j' q* ]! g; RSilence 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。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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# e3 S: s( i/ h47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
/ F6 ~$ m& z% Y/ m, R" l' ]: eThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

+ q+ _( c9 A/ v; p, Y0 k( n/ e48.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。
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。”
) ]7 h# s- S( T8 FThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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。
) q, q  }% a4 ~  aThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

4 a8 j6 j8 i9 U2 d* T& M52.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。
/ b  f4 e6 [- T# R5 ?1 M- ?) yLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
' {$ c- }8 K: m( Q+ q' s  {+ JI can see your face and know you as bliss.

0 a) d- H3 }1 Y9 M+ b4 S53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
( o9 r, J# A+ K7 F- H天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

5 N( ]( ~' ]( Q7 h+ F; W* w54.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。
7 @* n; x3 C+ |8 O# H' B- lIn 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
4 P  f6 a7 m9 G* |8 \" e' t( @9 nThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
, }$ y1 ]$ }7 Z$ b- f8 {The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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* i6 g: O1 z8 r57.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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' u1 ^6 A! w1 u' M58.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？
  a. @2 u! f& D7 j' QThat 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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0 @5 I* ~# [+ W( l2 I59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 t& C, n, }1 tThought 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。
( M5 j; f5 h, C: i% j, ]3 o1 ~I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
1 F" Z! j4 p$ Y+ s5 M& c. Tfilled 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
; h, i6 ?( w$ G' G: L$ _1 [( T7 z+ {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