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
" _! k4 a* b' k* Y$ ^0 e/ N! G各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
3 z# W7 D. t4 mWhen 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.

! K6 O- x5 ~. 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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( t2 G) \" n$ {# Q+ |, E33.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.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
( X- \" Z/ ?: q9 k6 t8 SOne 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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9 k( y1 I6 G! X9 e% ]6 |& E35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
- N  T$ Z) ^$ _  t/ X  n# p& S把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
9 o, z7 _8 M# A2 f  y' ^& DThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

) L+ m6 U4 s8 ^2 Y; P7 k36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
6 ~6 H2 X3 [2 S) f: h/ c! wI have my stars in the sky.
3 z; _4 ~7 _( F, r2 |5 EBut 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.
% g, d  J, p  Y3 \, \  V2 k8 I1 v# Z9 l; m' yWash 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
: I3 l; S) Y! f: I* {; u3 u9 UThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.
  l( z5 ^: i" T8 m6 _( ]  q4 zMy 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。
: ?' Q# P( J3 L8 u5 fGod'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，
3 [& f9 r! l, [/ h" r我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
3 V4 Y9 O2 h; EThis 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.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
2 S+ V7 ?4 n5 q/ r$ e" L瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
9 X  t8 U0 e& C! F, wWho 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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44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 H- ~5 q  K8 n$ k' X9 M* XSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, N5 i, T2 `% J. ^; L居中的却远而避之。
. I1 }$ v9 z, |0 ?4 i% ]0 d1 xThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

4 h8 |/ R- c7 t0 y+ C$ \47.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.

: m+ r  T8 Z" p2 T3 h% [* d48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
: r. Y- H, `' V, M# R* s" O2 i4 pPower 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。
5 x0 u1 u' j! }) }. s" MWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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7 g6 @" j( f' w% J- M50.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
5 H, h# S, ]  f- C: V  |children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

2 w2 ^: n+ m/ }1 w  t51.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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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,
( b( n. I+ @7 a0 JI can see your face and know you as bliss.

. B1 r9 }' e4 [/ L53.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
' D/ j5 c% @  ?- g  ?% W* Xfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

! d- p1 M( t0 D54.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
: u6 S/ o/ [  C2 R, pthe nest of my silence.
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% Y, y  W9 a. a+ _8 B! A5 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。
2 r) B; r' k$ ^- BThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
, b7 L1 c( [: c  l( OI hear the voice of their wings.
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$ Q6 O: |3 Q; d8 m7 d4 Y; r56.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.

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
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58.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。
" W* H+ e; S5 }% }2 \2 oThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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9 X. W& q  _3 K; T% Y3 c60.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
) ^; n8 I" P# j8 H' B  ^“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