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。
4 j1 y( v# Y6 @0 b3 b6 v, u0 AWhen 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。
- l- D5 w+ I) q; l5 ^9 |( D1 Q* TLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

* L! b6 \5 m! s8 e. L9 g# d" B33.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。”
) Q( R8 k" V* f4 P) O/ x% nOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
: I% ]! M- F! OIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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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。
3 d7 W4 M! _' X8 t0 \The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
' m+ Z: ^) C8 P+ p3 }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。
. r% B2 T. o, U7 kI have my stars in the sky.
3 Z: c1 z- [8 R$ v/ c! R$ V3 rBut 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。
- ~5 ]) ~8 B0 C5 I9 FThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* w  N1 o" ?5 L. B; K' rWash thy soul with silence.
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38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
% S* f% G& V( i4 _# U6 p# uGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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/ O( {; {) P( P5 [% w2 n5 V- @& h39.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.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

; r& e, X, \2 X" b' A7 w# C- b! x40.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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7 V8 \' u6 ^; C$ u1 J41.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。
- l. C$ C% a3 c% u+ g( a$ OGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

0 j5 o, H5 S. n1 `- O1 I42.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，
. r% r: N, s' E+ H& h4 W我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
% U7 ~* K3 z1 l7 c2 GThis 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.

( x0 @# b* t- {4 b$ h43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
1 o0 b7 I" {" X/ e3 }瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
. \! I  }- f* }( {6 j. I+ JWho 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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+ {( Q) v( [0 X( Q9 o  Q44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
- t* v. |! w( E5 n. n7 e+ ~By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

0 O: c: b) A, W; P) c0 C& P$ I45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

& T% Z# T: t' ^' \4 {5 O" D46.大的不怕与小的同游。
* k" D% F( U5 ~5 |& S; N5 x居中的却远而避之。
# K0 ]4 R0 P4 y2 b: I" k" zThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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# z- D$ K8 H8 w* Q47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
4 o9 h  N% X5 ]The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

' n& n# H( ?* v5 Q3 {48.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。
0 S2 a) ~7 c0 n, C" f1 V- e+ s! GWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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。”
7 n/ W' a5 m7 j9 H. sThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
+ F7 k" V' Z2 C! I' a( o6 Hchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

! G, v* W( W9 k51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ `+ R$ _1 r2 f5 Y! Z+ A: C0 IThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

% B, R2 c5 u6 I- h- L52.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,
9 @4 I" [4 G3 b" t) q; }) vI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
- a$ K( \8 a  _$ H' I7 ~4 v6 q4 p$ [' y2 a天上的星不回答它。
6 z' N/ T1 N% TThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 F; p6 S  N! B9 M1 R# efirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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
+ R( q' G' T$ u3 C: ithe nest of my silence.
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% W) T$ I0 V9 z: V55.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。
. j" e+ U9 Y) e2 }" t" [, D" IThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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- j) o9 R  D* t56.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。
/ K7 i* b" O( E7 `! H% kThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
, i' B3 D: I- o9 X- r- Oin songs.

  m. a- q( z; u, O2 R7 h58.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？
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?
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59.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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7 o. }$ f' r6 f! E60.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
; ^, b4 t2 r7 G/ h, i/ [$ Mfilled 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