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
  g- s' I- }" H, x4 V$ @6 ^9 U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.
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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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

$ u, O  b$ E7 A( p33.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.
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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。”
0 Y& u) q+ @5 r0 LOne 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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7 f1 Q6 }, m5 m0 z35.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。
: A) `) g+ d3 e( _The 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，
, T" Q$ l0 s) B# t但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
" J, P; J/ {' o% I) E6 ^2 HI 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。
' J. C8 l. c8 A+ T: W- w  f. g用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
+ }; `5 K3 k0 T  T  n+ g; HWash thy soul with silence.

. S. c. n! M; x- |  W- G6 |3 }38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
8 R9 ]- e* F6 m' Q& GGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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" j. H3 }0 g: i39.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。
3 A2 }% \+ ?3 aThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
+ N. R" }' w: _; C7 u. J$ ACome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

" B  |3 |- ?* }7 c8 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.
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.
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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。
, O. K1 R7 \& H% F9 t* ]% ^- y4 mGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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, R- p0 E5 [' w/ }9 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，
+ }# ]. T& Q. e$ X$ v我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
* O0 ~& h0 ~8 i, Z: C9 F5 DThis 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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2 j/ ?# o: ?% }43.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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# d( j  z& M  S6 m4 k+ p44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
# _4 j# Y! R3 N. g0 ~: H' d3 rBy 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。
  d7 k+ |) T6 S/ W2 USilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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( b- s; j+ |) O' s46.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.

* U) R4 ~/ e$ A  ^" X47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
7 U2 U( }5 H3 @# H& }% h& [$ A2 WThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

# \& B* M$ h1 n# Q  v! r  Y48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
3 J1 B" F, o- ^0 E- x/ C9 n# U' t* ^Power 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。
  z) K* A  _, E! u+ qWhen 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
& [  v: _8 ^  P7 L# a6 l( Tchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

+ _" Y; |* c. O8 i2 O51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ `+ X( O: l3 O0 F/ M; TThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, f- r- O3 D$ P$ w  j52.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。
; g' H* C! a  a% I% m+ Y- ^Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
; z: O5 ~+ p+ p; NI can see your face and know you as bliss.

2 o% m) @2 G+ v2 c53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
* A# l; O% ?; ~2 V/ @% y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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8 Z% R0 n. b6 ]( d( Y54.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 m+ s0 M. x. b5 @. r0 K, @4 C% IIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
5 n' I" B6 E  k% d+ a  l& Ethe nest of my silence.

7 i; e+ q8 v9 B, V7 {55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 {5 k( O) Q. N4 u7 i, o* g- F. e( i. e我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
" L; ~! e9 M) gThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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) a6 i/ f- b, C6 ]' F& k0 D56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
3 ~- P' ?. p6 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。
The 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？
$ a: p( F1 z& WThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
. F- b# g: v, DThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

  S& [, u6 I0 s: V' R2 ?60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
1 g: ?5 c$ |# T$ fI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
7 H' ]8 e! d1 z) P& Y, Afilled 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