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
6 @# {+ }, u+ C& |* h各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
6 A, K$ l9 J/ fWhen 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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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。
( ~# _" D) G9 v: [/ r: {0 QLet 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。
2 J& s- ]2 w6 W7 a7 o% m1 Q7 fWoman, 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。　　　　
" [5 ~8 a* G) T1 x它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
' o7 C# t; o' @) PIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

7 W" T7 y) |4 p" R$ G$ g35.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。
' x4 N% P. `3 p# D; Y" e0 K* e6 PThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
7 ^- f4 ^' n  R1 b* _Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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& i" e- }( n: G: r* p/ w36.我有群星在天上，
1 K, }7 R( A0 L( G  {% o. q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.

& Y( f+ S0 ^( `( H- _+ @37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
# \, \, i8 }$ ~, K& I4 z3 B用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
1 m4 s' z& |# N0 i5 w  d2 N; EThe 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。
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。
. Y# e) g% I) c2 j, i# a3 z/ \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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/ D- _! A! T. s8 L- n40.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.
* k" y: |4 }3 ?% J3 {" wMy 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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

! D; h1 d% E% z' A1 w( k42.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.

& E0 E. @5 @" _5 D& Z43.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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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5 H! n4 d- j( I' p! @; {44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
1 z! D: j6 d3 q/ J9 A0 x& xBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 l- X: |5 ^- C3 Y1 T# wSilence 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。
5 `% {9 P* T3 @" X+ Z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。
( h0 [+ l6 a- v# G/ ]/ SThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

( x1 B4 j8 z) x3 D6 o5 v% E48.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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: L# \! }$ \: ~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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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。”
$ `# E, N: @0 t5 V) t2 AThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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.
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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" j) `+ r4 C3 V" n( oLove! 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。”
- @$ L- x. `& k天上的星不回答它。
( Y, X" x2 R' sThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
: I3 \2 ~( k+ f- j/ |( [( p( P$ A( o5 Efirefly 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。
$ ]- _, t4 E* e' oIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
8 H9 n2 k/ `# othe nest of my silence.
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4 x! N' C2 B7 _( c" M3 R55.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。
$ ?& Y. z& U4 ?- xThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
2 H' v- E5 b" b0 [2 s& Q" II 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。
  A) c3 \% M, o4 sThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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& ~* N+ A0 U% F4 J57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
! X0 ?9 Q8 X" J2 Q' x6 `The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

! F( ~% G. O% v& `% w# Z7 i58.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?

& X2 k9 u- a9 B. T3 M. V0 p59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
" I( ~5 H1 c9 h. nThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
  `2 w; ?7 K: U7 d. _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
8 f+ T5 f% x: l+ e/ C“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