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
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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.

/ ~( [* `9 I& T" i32.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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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。
9 E) [. h% O2 S7 X+ V! M8 [3 y* ~- uWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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: r/ e6 ]+ p% j* m! c8 y) e/ q34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
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- }9 X# G2 L- L: 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.
) V' T1 H9 d5 |Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

* o6 q, g8 l' v4 {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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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' `& e% ?5 n- C37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ b& b7 o& ~, v0 A* l  @, ]* L用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
0 G$ X, o# O, D" S" A2 s0 dThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
7 v, Y/ c6 Y6 \) n# _: ~Wash thy soul with silence.

9 g6 N2 R* T& q  G38.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.

. J9 \+ U: q; K/ w' o39.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.
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% u+ v" v) r2 q) ~! u4 S2 |2 P40.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.

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。
' v' R/ ~- F4 r7 f1 t4 b0 A6 m+ OGod'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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
$ ^5 o$ @5 Q/ e! A- GI 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？”
5 h% L& {% t$ x; \$ T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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5 Z. k* x6 m8 J* Z5 t# [! K44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: D: O) d. Q( z0 o1 BBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

7 H8 A9 o. g. {" W* G, d' H6 V45.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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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 P! E# O) Y* d$ n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。
" p* c) c! n. O8 mThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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/ ^0 t0 f* w1 ]' Y+ H( E  F3 X! c48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
$ L* O5 \' `. [) W% l4 ^! W9 H( ~; MPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

5 Q4 {$ I9 m- a+ |* v4 ^9 x49.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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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
0 G6 ]9 X7 X' gchildren, 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。
1 Z5 i: z( }' C: z* U$ K) M0 FThe 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。
. H& s% u4 z$ A, gLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
5 P1 ~) C8 N0 Z# G4 x* P1 g% d天上的星不回答它。
8 P$ q6 E3 S. ~) f0 O9 XThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

8 x) u5 D+ z8 ^: 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

; Z5 b7 I. h: e9 g; T55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" k+ B+ R3 k, }& D+ e9 f! n& K! F我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
; \9 t+ G1 C6 ^- qThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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" `1 ^; X7 m1 e/ \5 g! n56.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.
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! l: H, {1 D/ S" {6 c' p57.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
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( A9 J+ J: u; C0 R9 |% ~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？
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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7 p  w: \# l, q. g59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 h7 K/ d; V; f4 B2 KThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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% i# Y( t; A* T60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
9 f1 Y- _) |  k: ^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
* a, D8 w/ R6 y* W“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