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
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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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1 Z2 W9 o# @' A) U9 X33.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。
1 h5 x6 t/ l2 j% a: d+ b, EWoman, 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。　　　　
0 g: i0 _7 [& ]2 k5 v) I2 O它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 y" E, N1 ~( N: k2 A" C& _% cOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- \* ~) M. b2 l/ m) v) s- AIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 }# N5 F) v' u# P; h5 w; O# L35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
9 v, k& E" B2 y9 @1 f把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
8 l" o7 F2 G, wThe 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。
# R( H4 ^& M. j& \% lI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

. F* w, Z$ T. S& b( C37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& L3 y' C! b# b, q5 k) {2 n: ~用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
' c% m" u7 |2 i( i  O* IWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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' q7 C2 F4 o' B' t: K; c/ X39.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。
& V/ v* E8 D/ r" ]  K' G2 dThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
) P# q3 x' w& G9 R1 GCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

% }/ k: \/ w$ s7 [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.

# m% d2 u& F3 \8 a% f# _0 k41.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.

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。
& g+ [0 ?9 }( c4 M& p1 C3 E6 j: ?This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
3 d: a& Z9 y% R( v7 C0 WI 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。”
% u' o# q& f; b$ }; r4 {7 [: c; PWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

8 U1 }$ {: Y% f/ f" `2 J$ f7 l0 h44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% p* F7 }1 ?8 Y: `0 y' h  i+ W0 R  QBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

4 y" ^: Q& E6 w( [45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
' j7 d4 s1 i3 R. GSilence 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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# T/ C: n$ x2 d* Z( t47.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.

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。”
% ~! A4 B+ ^8 w# ~* j4 NThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* s  `6 Z) V$ H# O1 c* Tchildren, 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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% Q$ t- w$ u; w6 {8 U52.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。
( m. o4 t. W0 r% u* \8 MLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
- c4 b! p" q, YI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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* V; p& G/ s6 G3 b& }& u8 e4 H. 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。”
4 ?1 ?% B( ~2 `. ]% t, w天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 X3 |4 G. w+ j* Zfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
" c; O! q3 R9 E  k  w8 gthe nest of my silence.
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8 R: R9 F( [! x$ w: n: a3 ~0 @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。
2 D. a! Z$ p4 J8 ?3 A* p; p; s0 d: QThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

7 M% l  r9 `4 i$ v56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
4 C  G8 v1 ?8 FThe 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。
9 O7 s  p, G( o3 h+ X* yThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

% f8 w& O- O3 w9 s: [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?

3 s# R1 q% w* V6 p59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
- d: ]* O% w! @" W/ MThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

/ H( Q9 s! J$ Z( \( x60.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.

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the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
. a* J' b, p8 f4 k8 q& B“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
2 w* }( U) b9 x4 |5 I/ v- Q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