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。
+ E  ~' M* L7 i6 DWhen 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。
/ p) T- L/ v: V# }7 r4 C2 l& sLet 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。
Woman, 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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! G) U" N$ {& X  WOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
, M' i5 w. G4 X$ a" r2 VIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

8 R* F  O& U" E4 Y' S* f9 F35.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。
The 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。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: L+ d& Q) u1 C% g+ A6 w" [  g* l用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
5 ~) l2 K: D; I; A* V9 G+ jThe 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。
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。
5 Q% `- U4 G2 F/ R1 L2 C8 N出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
+ I  y2 l- m4 T  @3 u) ]/ fThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
, I* w& D+ k% `6 a% f5 k/ l( x- DCome 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.
4 M: y' J8 z& u" g# `- {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.
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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。
8 a( D! O" o# |# G+ i) r  ZGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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1 N  p5 ]. S% f2 K, e8 w42.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.
+ n) x) @7 r; {  z6 N" e$ ^' II 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？”
' j9 d" K; q  i. M/ p瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
4 k3 ~% X6 ^3 V9 W1 ~8 qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

; m" m. j# ]0 D& f2 H, u- L44.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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* {, ?4 {1 y/ V" b: n45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
# @; i0 T, H: J: m* V; BSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

7 ?4 ~. T  B% K3 j7 B" g46.大的不怕与小的同游。
( f' d- t4 a, u  U$ }* {居中的却远而避之。
$ V' [( \' R6 V) T* K' oThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

. u  w" D/ z2 ~7 Z7 x47.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.

- E3 L# S7 ?) w6 ~/ ?9 C0 |# C& O* t48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
9 a& B: D/ v0 I! v/ e% fPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

; F8 h0 [( S9 f) b49.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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
: E5 m6 }/ }# }2 bchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

# _, S" H( z3 e% K: }# X51.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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/ n9 D7 E$ N- {7 Q8 w, Q& J* {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。
1 v. b! t. J, p- V1 r/ v: E4 |Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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* g! K9 S5 M  J# k6 ~0 y53.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。
, z* H6 F1 y. ZThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly 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。
, w) @. A9 {5 bIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

" H: V0 l+ X5 ~9 E$ i" K- 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。
# A% b' ^7 g8 w! f' R8 M+ n5 v- N0 PThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- A0 v" S- M2 G0 K% cI 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。
" ]) X) _; r# bThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

4 _( t# n4 f6 ~6 ]& [8 N# v9 S57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: g1 M3 d2 F* {, b6 g0 T+ w) HThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

% s$ ^  B+ u. u, p, `) t' g58.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？
* m( x9 r+ K  SThat 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?

) W) W+ x* l7 }9 G59.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.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
* d: G4 V, q/ ]5 zI 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
“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