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
) q2 w! J! I0 [% z9 J0 |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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Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
/ A! u9 E% Q8 C$ k7 qWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
% k1 U: g% \% G. O2 Y% i; v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.

' _4 X# }- W$ Q- j, A! _1 f! \35.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。
* o2 h5 E) S. P- r; z* VThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
5 B  r; A, x; l2 Y8 U/ aSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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% Y* K" g6 ]4 a4 U: |2 R  S6 f. o36.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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
5 ]7 E, b4 G6 e. Y4 C) B+ XThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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。
: ^& n* ?% H3 P- Q$ eGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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3 t0 P) F" q8 x- j+ r39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
$ \; f* d, i4 \- a- I% X出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
2 ^3 x3 `# N  [( iThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
2 D1 T$ @+ L" G3 G) ICome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.

( ~& D' c3 {8 U2 f41.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。
+ I3 I  @' Y' tGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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& [+ Z' I9 G9 p( X) I( ^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，
) s* ?) ]$ J2 @0 ]# e- s- n* G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.
; q; ?& a# z, g) TI 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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
. K4 H3 o& V8 c1 y. E' a6 z& ^8 H& ?I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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1 i4 Z1 p$ x( S$ V1 }4 h5 m3 |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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. n. G- O& y+ `$ P+ H45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence 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.

. g% T; M9 s- o0 I) ]+ y47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
- B' e& m- K! ~& aThe 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。
* R  I" V/ u& ~% J% {: qPower 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。
. @, W2 g3 u( g, aWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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( t6 O4 G. y1 s, {4 a' K50.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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

) F; L" g' [- ~/ n0 o51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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,
# L: t2 W0 h( Z0 rI can see your face and know you as bliss.

1 V, F/ _; @7 h+ s  s( \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。”
& [8 O& _: p- X2 ^* E4 H/ [& U7 }天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
7 }- E. Z9 v& V: \* A9 hfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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! q4 `; I( C& W$ {9 C55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
2 [1 s( }: }& [: S% K; ~; Q  }! fI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
! C; J- `2 h5 R( LThe 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。
! l3 j$ k+ a+ R* O/ l- yThe 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。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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1 Y: s+ P0 D) W) q; E! V60.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
% b, m5 o6 W7 L7 A! J. z“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