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.

- b6 t" b9 U9 e* l; _# e32.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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/ I: ^6 ?: Z/ }- |& Q2 x: e0 p33.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。
+ {: \4 i: L7 p3 R# eWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

3 }' I" f$ {: ]# v1 Z34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
/ F9 G. p3 \- g* O* X: fIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

3 z2 N3 ~# Z' u, h2 E35.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.

1 w' L0 Q# O$ [5 C3 z36.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。
) X- y8 o4 ?. }2 z6 G3 S4 e2 _% dThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
/ o8 \' `5 j/ g( a6 j8 }5 x2 YWash thy soul with silence.

  r, J3 x& Z8 n$ H38.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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
8 W& o1 O/ {# q/ h4 H. gThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come 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.
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! c6 g( L/ q: V8 I- 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.

( I# e& d$ t" M4 u42.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，
) _3 F' Q( q  M* ^: Y5 h* {我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
2 u+ C$ s1 x# G: VThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. ^: k5 D. X" N% M- z+ i3 f( ^/ ]I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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5 z5 _. @/ D8 Z/ _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.
% f5 R4 [' e4 N4 B$ V# E' [$ L9 lI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

) f+ V+ E% o# g( w! P9 q44.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.

3 X& d" E$ I4 k45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
7 a. v. g* b1 a# J! tSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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  B8 v( T* |! ]) n7 w- l* U; U% d9 P46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
1 }( P( }& y( A1 ~0 |The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

# g" l3 w) k6 [% N! Z* v47.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.

- p+ g6 }& G7 c  L" \" b1 s48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
% m9 Q% P4 R- {  @Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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- y: L, Q, m, G7 ~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.

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
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。
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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

- C8 U7 M& @0 y4 s  U& `. M- L53.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
# ~  F% l9 o& z2 z( k5 L7 Vfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

, W/ D# m% u2 a& R1 W7 w$ m5 n54.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。
; q: A7 d; G# U$ t3 ]7 q8 eIn 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。
7 h" Z9 R' ]- g; }% W我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
8 L0 U9 Y) e2 ]* L8 ~& H0 OI hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
' Y$ [! S9 r5 B7 r7 I7 V7 }/ CThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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1 V2 M! e* C- i" l7 K5 n57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
" k; L1 o9 E4 p7 G; k" ~The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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0 B$ B6 y/ n( l" n7 [0 N58.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 p8 p+ B! C% m- k6 `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?

. h) Y5 `, o: f3 \/ ~8 f6 i; q! c59.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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6 J- T% {& _  }60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
9 C5 a! o- G9 D5 v9 a& WI 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
# U7 k* N1 K! {/ [# r8 z& x5 Q“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
2 G6 R1 L( Z/ @3 q2 ^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