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
7 D7 E" m7 X; z+ ]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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: Q# G8 S& q' t8 ~3 p32.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.

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。
8 `) V* s# A0 w7 k  D4 W) |0 t  rWoman, 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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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; b1 s9 e3 {( Q. T36.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.
2 R! C8 ?, K% yBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

, w3 s( B# d7 C6 R/ s37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
2 n% n6 F* l& L( L# JThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 S" p* m$ \: B  I4 K% a$ qWash 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。
+ d7 `5 a0 h0 A7 P+ ^/ [Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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* x4 x% w8 O. O2 z; H2 @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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
2 l& s' M: h; h+ CCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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: R' O  f: J( p% B40.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.
! q& U8 ~- ]: fMy 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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+ r5 B( ~% H( b2 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。
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。
' n+ ^  o0 _1 E. o" Q$ BThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. N0 m& ?5 Y4 F# `3 wI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

- S" h2 D6 r- @/ g# A0 x; ~- q43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
% v, a5 \8 U6 h# D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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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* W$ c& M8 K! G/ x' S44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
+ p4 `" `! Z) T: I' O. OSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
0 d3 c$ G+ g6 J6 f  B, T4 M% J+ h居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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' _" e; K$ D( m48.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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+ |9 S+ a6 w4 h( r9 |0 ?# s- o50.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。”
+ F0 s3 [% q9 M  hThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
) W/ q2 N; u7 ~" e4 _children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
) [0 s( w% c  E1 n- `2 LThe 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。
! i2 ^. b% }4 LLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
2 V) X, o, I# I# J- {  ]  VI 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。”
% G2 V" o/ \2 d( }天上的星不回答它。
The 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。
) i0 p* H! {: rIn 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。
1 A! o$ x4 h1 X! A5 q: lThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" Z& x$ F. e: U5 {0 OI 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。
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。
+ l% ~1 U) [, m7 c# yThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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) H4 t* r7 Z- _; ^( s2 `9 F58.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？
5 l# s4 a6 [6 h, vThat 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?

( t8 {' d  R. P, S) Q- j( T2 v59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
- Z4 L& n/ _, u. OThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

9 q6 Q9 {8 U4 T; L6 G60.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
! U  W+ V5 I4 s5 L" `“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
9 u, S$ O( D, \4 }, s$ `$ o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