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。
- n# b0 L7 f5 j" eWhen 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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' [  k9 X( s/ x2 `3 m( [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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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。
1 |- L% Z" H6 H1 o: I1 U5 I. QWoman, 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。”
  V! w. a0 s/ r/ o2 H+ A: @- VOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
; {  f0 _7 u% {! jIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

, c( C9 M6 A) `35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
9 r' G, s; @* ^$ ~5 s把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
7 ~( v4 X5 T& `% Z& IThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
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。
I have my stars in the sky.
4 R0 q4 m1 q: \- B+ @+ G; U6 EBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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, M& x; H. m/ B& X* \2 R37.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.
: n5 A  m9 s( C5 Z0 zWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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/ E5 N; n* M$ X8 R' e8 \( M39.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。
" Z( }) N& A( u, CThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come 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.
! S* e: ~8 a6 d8 IMy 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。
% T& t1 W' _" d- D4 nGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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: U/ `7 z% g0 K9 D42.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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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( o3 Z# r3 y. x9 I% Q) c. H43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
* z0 \" i  w; I/ L# M4 f) J瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
# c# p4 P% O; L$ Z$ Y9 v" X- UWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
' `. z" C# N8 O' SI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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, A5 p) r( K  G3 G5 x- k+ G8 [' ]44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% E+ ~3 d& l( p- Q6 y" iBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

* \. D# J8 w, N6 A& ]) a45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* G6 \$ j1 z; r9 w) }( ~Silence 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。
8 L: n7 R% s6 V) Q7 sThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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. I  X9 {% Z( Q47.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。
1 w  G% p7 ~6 j, mPower 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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' H: z( b7 V+ l9 F" c: b4 _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
% O5 v5 v/ J. P/ ^+ _- Echildren, 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.

" H  v* O/ G. i! s( s52.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。
3 ^' Z8 B1 R0 n) r" X8 pLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
% n/ A6 E. F: B* H, A; |6 tI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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7 D* C3 J, _; Q, P- r, Q2 j, L* \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。”
$ k, i# X9 @0 G3 R* ~天上的星不回答它。
" W0 k; W% E. ]: p$ lThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
, A, g2 [; U1 b" Afirefly 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。
0 f! B& ~3 u1 I, W5 _( sIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
- R  c  j4 {" F: Zthe nest of my silence.
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* O7 q. C4 i; H55.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.
$ N1 \7 o2 J0 E  b( d: yI hear the voice of their wings.

* ?  m( V' u: X! A, \9 |. M56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
" m9 ?, W" ?/ ]; X  Y# R, qThe 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
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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？
) w. Z* D7 \7 e, r7 i2 t' r0 yThat 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?

! ^' t& I) r- q, K6 l/ e2 c. x59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
3 h4 e; ]8 d  S0 h6 W: sThought 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。
6 B5 n; f$ v- }; v- _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