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
1 f! _  S/ c2 O; ]+ J, T) A2 r各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
' i; q; u" _3 s) S9 zWhen 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.

+ N2 ]4 V6 P6 |7 I. |. \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。
8 u$ v* g; X* p! `' H& C8 a4 ~, lWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

1 ]% [7 V) t3 X, G) `8 ?34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
4 i- _9 s" Z* Y+ W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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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。
# A4 g! d3 m; iThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

& r$ p; T5 V5 Q8 T36.我有群星在天上，
5 Y0 D9 Z6 @# P8 Y0 c7 k0 W/ 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.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
' V4 X/ L1 _! {: a+ j% \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。
9 T9 S6 |$ B, L0 \3 F- Y: X" yGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

( u6 m# n; }- t, T5 n39.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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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.
5 x# N( P5 K5 g, LMy 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.

) Q  M/ {1 ~$ q. t% i5 J" u! 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.

2 a" h0 p9 o# b+ U42.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。
, `: j% P. |( r6 ?7 L4 q8 VThis 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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/ v; t- b8 g5 V# f1 k0 P% e43.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。”
- w6 z& J# a: j2 @6 a1 nWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

' _5 j( k' R: g4 A45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
! r, b# U" Z% @) g8 a" f0 p7 J2 ISilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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' H( H. g; Y4 r, T, H46.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.

& c% e0 X2 a' F47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
/ @0 ^2 Z0 z  `/ ~6 s3 i1 vThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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. P5 F0 S4 f3 L  \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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! z0 B: V. b9 q' \" }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.

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
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.

6 J$ _/ }8 W& F# b2 G52.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,
" h; f! _! @  `" T% h5 e% W6 q& RI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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6 r# N2 a7 X. z# K0 f53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
  Z. o/ \' S9 r6 Q5 y天上的星不回答它。
' I3 l: A1 `2 Y( V8 }- lThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
4 |& y; F5 {" m! m# dfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
% m3 g" k. d% xIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
2 Z5 H4 P$ s5 v! X" d; mthe nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
% D. k, Q2 D0 I: U我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
4 ^/ u. p# k" R: R! a! C; DThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
  ~: [/ D- K! RI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

4 s' T& Y- U+ |/ {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
in songs.
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" [! A( G, `- A: F  _- k1 O58.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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
  M. x0 w) y% F4 ?" h( V; u  UThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

. a- F: q& l3 G' v, Q0 b& E60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
3 H4 p. r" H* o2 a/ oI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
" e* n4 R- Z9 I- ^; ]& Q1 j% C/ }filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
6 l$ c( p6 M& [! V6 H% h; N“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