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。
5 {  O9 b* b" r" f6 I" s1 mWhen 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% _" O& u( E# h3 J32.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。
8 }* X# V' v+ Y3 ?; rLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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( ?% V. Z* C8 Z- z33.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 h  T6 g+ i; X3 I2 oWoman, 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。”
! ?! U  s/ N9 o8 J9 G2 `; ROne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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) S- e2 x& S" L2 B( {; s/ P, X35.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.

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.
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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。
, a( [# E- {$ J/ GThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, ^% ?& Q" q2 U& K! QWash thy soul with silence.

* C6 S3 K; L: e; z$ P$ y38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! l+ H4 o$ P+ v2 {Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& N& ]9 o# \- M3 }1 W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 J; p; D/ ~  M8 r8 N3 O1 tCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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7 L! m: w  b6 u2 J40.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.

% W, N! L' Q% ~( [1 V1 V, W, V41.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，
* G& s+ e0 |* K6 o我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
2 a6 [9 P* F* B2 j+ f$ u3 l# sThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

/ K" F) p& m! Q1 j- Z+ }1 I43.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.
/ q3 }5 n" o1 x% T" d. b1 II shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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0 y; L% h0 N" r44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
9 E, A0 d  i4 Y$ P, XBy 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。
9 L$ \( {- l7 k; C3 ]/ ASilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
. d/ b# Z( P* o0 z- f居中的却远而避之。
% J/ L3 Y4 j4 B9 |. K  s3 UThe 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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7 G+ s4 `- b) j48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

3 f$ }- J( k/ M49.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。
: Z7 h5 i; d/ p" B. y2 L+ L, Y- X& PWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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) `0 b( T3 z# H8 y" m& Z50.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
5 g8 R& J# q9 n# j4 e# r  X; ~' xchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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" r( c2 I- l( |+ u3 X1 z6 n  Y51.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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

$ _% p- a3 u2 d$ `( 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。”
5 q9 J2 N4 U3 H$ X: a8 |3 r天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
+ Z3 X4 _$ t, T6 `firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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" X5 B! J# k$ p  _, e54.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。
0 g1 k, J1 |6 Y! h" w* z3 [5 {In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
1 a- F+ D: w+ p; j& T+ ~; ^the nest of my silence.

, m6 g+ V4 i# M7 ~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。
- B* W% ^- S+ C, H, cThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ U5 a, [. o8 Z' }2 K0 g: D: `5 }I 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。
- U+ B- x! `' fThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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, M8 d( m- L9 G& y; G6 j) E% {57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
/ [# T$ u9 p8 n3 q0 FThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
. @4 K' |+ Y  [1 q/ p4 kin songs.
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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？
6 D9 }' I$ f) Y! [) FThat 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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  E& c/ V% W/ s+ H59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
* \" d" e- j$ Q; q& x) S" x' @9 wThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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6 B- H! |3 y* @0 Y9 u60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
; S4 e2 P1 _( K2 O  KI 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