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.

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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2 j4 D4 ?  @) }& U5 ^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。
1 L  F7 v* [' ^( M+ x2 PWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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( K! D/ M/ {9 A1 d  O/ {; o- y' G34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
* _4 x; Y4 y/ j) U它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
$ Z5 Y1 R4 G0 S' {: ~One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
# _, M: M" R1 F0 t) C, ^& DIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

$ H" e- F# l9 u1 R4 h0 P7 K35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
) x1 C8 w& L8 j0 m" d把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
7 s+ g& R- u. K! T# f8 ?+ y' L7 bThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
& \. a! }. }: f. J' F! P( e' nSave 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。
6 W2 ?$ Y. h5 m! Q4 c" RI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
2 c5 z3 c# `) u# ~! U9 wWash 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。
; x  ]  v8 R3 ]( kGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
" E3 d0 E8 X" M( E! o2 k' }The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
% M/ e; }/ g4 v* ^5 \+ _) ~0 o8 LCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.

% @  g8 b  b. T5 }1 i6 P. _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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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3 H& z9 V! A  e; h42.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，
$ D$ G+ ]! ?: \' G( B7 @我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
  g2 n/ b/ f2 L% L2 |" dThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
9 t% O" [1 l1 B' i: @" vI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

0 a2 E  Y/ |7 U) C! `/ |43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
: F( ^- z  w) g# w5 M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.
- Q/ g4 r2 F8 z3 ~- D: {I 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.
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+ P" y: o# P# {2 `7 N45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
; j% Y8 m  [) E6 c; z% m* aSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
$ _: M2 Y, V0 i: T( O: i/ i居中的却远而避之。
. ?! O1 f# \+ x8 J* d! CThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

: c( C  v6 C! @9 S# H47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
2 j3 A' n& Q/ L8 dThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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( u/ x& w5 A# o48.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。
- _1 E' z1 W$ n$ M/ W! g+ `When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

& S" h% O5 X; r0 B$ m) j50.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
* i" x5 C. r/ |. ^# @1 O% wchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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  a, \8 s# y9 E0 ~+ V5 f% S- k51.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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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,
- }3 [0 u9 J1 R1 p0 ?, o2 ?- eI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
& f, Q0 z# A# G: i5 a2 j" ]. z天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) l; U) e5 q/ _firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

5 _  O6 ^& s9 Z; ]! ?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
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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" Y5 I' Q3 h' I5 V' a9 j+ GI hear the voice of their wings.

2 G' R* O- W+ i56.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.

  L3 ^0 ?/ y1 A: {$ ~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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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？
4 I7 l( O! e& C3 p7 @, `% yThat 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?

$ J) Y8 D- S7 ?) }; B) g( R59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
. k# H7 N& ]2 I- O/ Z+ PThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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. _7 |  }' B6 d& l  m7 y3 H; ]  V) Z60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
: _5 e' E+ Y2 j% P$ AI 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
; s0 B  D9 I+ u0 y- q% h6 y“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
( U' ?5 U0 _; d9 w7 z: B4 g; t1 T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