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。
: Z/ r" l- F. E. hWhen 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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; D+ {% u: O: G( M0 w4 p& i32.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。
% [) U! [2 U" c2 P8 J' O4 yLet 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。
; o' p+ Z! U7 B7 j1 Q5 S" e6 u. Z3 uWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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# e4 q6 [+ A5 X  ?+ A34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
5 x* G( x" U. A  ?7 kIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

( x) P# s1 H3 `35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
; g: n/ ?( U; i/ c6 X. T6 F  I把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

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.
+ `  z' q: ?+ {% v. l. J/ S7 Q" XBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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2 W; S3 a" p: ]- d37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' c& |1 E5 m, m* a用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

- t4 X5 j3 G& U* Q38.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.

' P0 t# \% ?+ Q! k39.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。
: T/ Z8 f7 A7 z% w: r, e9 BThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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# [3 K2 U- ~3 h40.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.
& ?  [4 O) d- k, m3 o3 QMy 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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* H4 b% y6 u; j% c41.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。
4 ?* A0 v7 i9 E3 L: _7 yThis 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.

' @2 R* t1 a0 ]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。”
+ c9 S7 }2 V( _. VWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
+ x% }& k) c2 ]" T0 e6 tI 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.

, O3 F+ v" b4 w) }" Y2 o45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
: [& q8 K# _+ \7 e5 c* `Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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7 P; T: z* B9 Q3 k8 m46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
+ W; V, ?2 n) R$ ]( v6 }+ I0 VThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
/ k" |3 ^5 ?0 Q; {The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

) s( \/ ~* G3 K" e: P48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

" O+ h" J2 ^! _5 q49.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.

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。”
6 H9 [4 Z0 t; H+ L6 kThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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.

2 d! W! I, O: ~6 E4 V& R52.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,
: W) K+ [% v+ P& DI 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。”
# o# Y: h# l; C, p, ?- l* J天上的星不回答它。
5 j' V# e' q4 n' V1 r' s3 M, W7 aThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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' A4 S+ e. S+ Y54.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。
( k, K- N" }# A0 Z, eIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
6 }6 }/ t) ^$ o) X& Q, ~the nest of my silence.

4 Z2 e% m# n7 E+ k* J, X55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
  L0 b  X) f; X; H+ _( A. J* s/ {6 g我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
9 B9 q1 k* P4 q0 h: e, [( y+ r4 AThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( n( q" E4 v* D. S' @% e3 @+ ~I hear the voice of their wings.
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3 d' o4 B- L" w$ u56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
( {% ?- O+ i: c5 EThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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' S* r# p) G% X9 L# }0 A# U( A57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
4 S0 e* k' C. i; e0 Q8 B3 z0 wThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
8 N( w* j' n. m, [: l% ~in songs.

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？
. u6 ^5 f5 u) [1 Y+ F1 I1 r, C; B0 @  tThat 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 d6 P8 s0 U) E# V6 B59.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.

3 F, G6 S; [& M1 X" f) q4 Y' K1 [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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
* _/ d* {, r8 W, ~# G, {. D6 \' }“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
$ E- F$ C4 A) P+ y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