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。
" K, V- y! e3 `# I4 a: m0 a  CWhen 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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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& v' X8 \$ P/ {6 X5 D7 b4 G6 M33.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.

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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
0 y* |1 d) y; T+ i1 z2 I& qIt 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。
0 @6 c$ A% A6 C& U# I- HThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
* j+ x0 o% j* O1 I. n5 hSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
" G& O& E" g- j9 a" m( G但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
8 i  l5 r- W6 ]/ g- Q/ HI have my stars in the sky.
7 O* y) q) L  y5 F; YBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ @' s; x. J4 c* R" B; T: N! d* ^用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
& q$ Q' J5 w- y1 ]+ I" ^% TWash thy soul with silence.

: `$ F( f' K* U- M) b3 M% y38.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。
1 v) r4 f! g4 N" ]% u5 y出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
* v# Y+ C1 @9 pThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
( E! u7 |8 p/ iCome 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.
3 E; F+ b$ l9 Y2 R; t* YMy 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.

6 n+ c# f& h8 y* S2 V# ]9 t9 ]3 b# C41.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。
: ], e, G( t& z7 N* SGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

( i  f( r. N+ Y& T  E2 o: u+ G42.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，
* _' ]4 `  Z! l2 O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.
; l! \% O& k) t. N" v* x) ?* K9 V; ]I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

7 ~) M/ y/ W% M43.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.
0 D& _8 }7 P2 t8 y" {I 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。
# a* o7 C8 ^7 H# z# yBy 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。
8 |, V  s, k, d/ mSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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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 |- |6 z7 P, x48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
; r( e7 b/ n" A: ^$ yPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

8 q1 s( M$ h2 k0 S9 e5 ]) |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。
8 F1 g* R; x7 Z) J4 b: b5 ZWhen 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
3 [/ i: W: `$ M4 u# {) h# vchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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6 [: ]( t. s4 n; Q3 A# `) @51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
+ R4 h3 J; K4 U' d6 }# SThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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+ K- H. f  w0 T: D52.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.

* J2 B/ {: J3 P5 \7 Q! T53.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 R6 V! B: }1 D! Q1 U( aThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ n; T$ z" T) L) r7 z* U$ Qfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

) `# ?1 B9 x  g+ Z& b# m8 x54.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。
& X2 j! D2 N: N: KIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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. `" C2 _* d/ G( R) Q. K" b$ P, @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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

0 ^; C  i; Y# X8 U56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
* P4 H  Q) |5 I" e1 t* g3 EThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
- m% h7 ]' t. c! KThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in 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？
! s& C  G: A7 K) Z+ |; JThat 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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. r0 n4 o; q* ]) @4 C2 a59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
. ~" ~! p) V; ]  w$ v& q$ q0 pThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

& X, B- F+ E$ s6 S60.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