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。
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.

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.

* x. ?; M8 v7 N! O8 A8 s8 D& [% 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。
# @, h2 s9 |* L% r5 QWoman, 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。　　　　
, m0 D9 F# x: ]: d" ~它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
) B" a0 d$ `2 c3 |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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& D& n5 Y" h" X" ~- b4 ~# J- U* A9 b* p35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
  E. m. R0 z; F! {把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
5 }6 x1 l" Y  b7 k- AThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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- }5 \9 Z1 R3 u7 @36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! {* v1 H; {8 i# w2 |+ G3 a; ~3 N0 P3 ^I have my stars in the sky.
( V4 a/ L5 Q' u6 U: |5 ?/ S$ mBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

; D# I8 i& S4 ^7 ~, W$ v- h' W) C37.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.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
. O% l$ x0 `- N% uGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

1 K; ?4 a1 e0 U6 l39.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.
2 g/ {0 {1 x* c5 O' H5 ~% XCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
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.

* d, L6 ]% a3 M: V7 Y$ B7 M4 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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

9 R3 C% O  @7 Y4 Y+ Y1 t! f1 T42.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。
+ i- `  U/ I( k5 v1 ~4 Z2 eThis 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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
' V1 R: J( X: J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.
3 }5 W+ ^1 v+ g( RI 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。
, |; }4 |( Q, W* y# v+ NBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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* p) L6 S: s3 ?- C: B45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
+ w  z4 b( }$ f" q7 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。
0 |) k0 T- Q# {+ y, M. [居中的却远而避之。
; Q4 o+ E# X" [3 ~# ~% SThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

/ z! e9 L+ D1 U; P. I47.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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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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+ V1 ?) J6 G; |5 p$ V49.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。”
6 a3 o' J0 H8 l& r9 _The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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。
4 b6 M# X; |3 o& t( P& m8 yThe 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。
6 y' f$ m+ n; u1 V5 t  z# g. _Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
/ c; `. Q- \" \, L0 W天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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$ L  F1 p9 O4 B% B. w7 f! ?; U54.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.
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( c; r. T3 B) d. e55.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。
* x0 I$ J5 ?" g7 `* {Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
1 i# _. e$ T+ }; {( `8 h1 b0 @/ WThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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( K+ f* H- Z. i) t& U57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
- w+ C' G( _' F: cThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
3 s" P1 b, r$ G, ?4 ~2 oin songs.

  R& w3 l8 T. U' G4 F/ ~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？
" l: z' t, ^; zThat 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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; Q) t3 Y% U/ A! e0 `9 w59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
; Q: W. q; a# |0 e4 l  AThought 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。
8 M. `/ I0 D* EI 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
) _0 a* m% M% S3 C/ y* x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