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
9 q: c3 K2 e! r2 ~+ b( p# p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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* s: s' O* f  j# W9 p' g32.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。
% \& H1 A2 k; }Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

% T4 g( q: N) C0 |5 k0 C33.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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8 n/ r2 [+ T) E8 ?34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
  H1 x7 A/ |# c$ A8 I6 ?3 S- ^7 g. _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.

& B: f  B+ r. J4 @# l35.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.
' M6 a8 H+ U8 y' I5 p" `1 f: hSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
! C5 K! i7 c) y( U6 M1 Q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
1 h" m# R7 t8 t; _$ M' T$ JBut 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。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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1 B6 v/ q, Y! r( I0 a: v2 X38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
" W0 X; H' g) N' T0 i, z; aGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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' N/ ^- e5 Q; W: r39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& j7 O+ C/ Q: N# v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.
! Z! I; B/ g/ P. s- vCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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( u8 d& X+ N' k& c40.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.
/ L. n. F* |8 W6 p6 dMy 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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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。
: h% s4 t) C7 p! F+ E& l- NGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

, N3 I' A6 p( C! D3 d  d. z42.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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
9 H1 o. v; ^/ Z& v# E+ iI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

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.
4 G% g' v# }1 i+ t9 L- LI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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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.

45.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.
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$ Q5 @9 y: u! t1 t6 @46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
' {1 G7 C: b8 v' y- M: VThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

: N- S  k8 r; D0 l47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
$ U& i( T$ R; C5 [The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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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.
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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
, S4 u6 E: ^: ^' F" x3 ~  l4 mchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.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。
+ N& }  \5 k1 r! ?- FLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
" j* {+ S* {9 Y5 L3 c4 t! WI 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
5 Y3 |1 p+ }: V) V, |* MThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ j! d1 j. s  C( {6 Tfirefly 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。
8 E9 l$ W3 Z# [( Q4 n, h6 \In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

6 U9 ^' f- `; E9 k5 R+ u55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
& ]+ m& ?: \+ b1 @& [+ a+ W$ j, m0 k我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( x  x& x' D0 I, B5 U5 _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。
) C% Q+ ~! I8 P3 @; pThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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1 t4 f9 m& l# ]" D58.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 N& `- C& f. P! lThat 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?

0 T0 S$ x8 q3 h59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
& a5 ?: U# ?$ X" |' Y% u8 x0 NThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.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
“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