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
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.

; I, b. |$ d  `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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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/ Q2 j9 c) z/ _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。”
5 H! `+ Y6 ^+ n& FOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 v7 a7 H2 y, L1 r, N# F& D* T35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
$ v! w. G1 ^# h7 h/ d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.
5 s- y6 t* q* y/ h" ^9 G) ~! vSave 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。
- q" j! n; }) f5 aI have my stars in the sky.
3 V0 h1 B# }2 X1 v7 r/ j7 yBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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' y  ~; j3 D5 _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.
Wash thy soul with silence.

: X  G. r5 m2 E1 u: L- Q( A38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
7 z8 \8 n% J6 T& v4 c' s- C- \Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

% [2 ?  p, ?' x) n$ F39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
6 h% t1 p: P7 g. S' G% ?- m出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
% ]% i7 _3 C; c& eThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
5 O  D2 @3 i7 h. T( S8 X! sCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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' ?9 x1 f# j- n+ A" U2 D40.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.

& j+ h  y( r. b41.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。
' p9 A/ \6 I1 Z: P2 ?& i- YGod'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。
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.
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1 a2 a- ]% J# K- Y3 j5 m9 _/ e43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- q1 F: y: ~7 g1 ^0 O/ I" p瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
2 Z* Y/ R  \* Z1 W0 ^. O- Q7 oWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
/ U9 t7 T4 Y, u; G6 T: dI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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.

5 X& l7 Z% Q# d8 T45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
$ P7 N" C# s1 f& f( v9 J/ Q% O& H, }Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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- C* V, s  L, b. q1 s' J$ p; J46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
" k* J& q  F# n# P9 qThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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.

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。
) }7 B( g' b! XWhen 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。”
8 D9 N  O1 v" K+ p# I9 X0 UThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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2 G/ v5 l2 b* O0 F% H8 n: q8 A- \51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

4 C1 X( G& ^: ~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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 f; w% Z' t! L# b+ N0 q  kfirefly 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。
& g  l9 J3 u1 ?1 m6 g: lIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
( f) \. w! n2 y, J我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
6 I( n3 F2 x4 u3 D+ f# p" UThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

! k4 u5 d1 F9 Z+ }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.

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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5 w2 A4 j; }$ {, s58.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？
/ A9 j+ _! z9 N$ ^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?

' X& b. l3 j" E" x59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 z8 s0 g8 r' n' c) A3 YThought 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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
6 E8 z; Q, q- z5 X+ Z+ Y9 efilled 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
3 @6 W* |  G0 o& c" `. e0 V- x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