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
5 }: d& k( u; j, K+ E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.

3 ]% B. C& `2 Q32.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。
0 K& d! S5 @( I! h& @4 m5 \( pLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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7 s- }/ w3 E; d33.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。　　　　
4 [/ V2 `& [( M! w1 f" H- v( Y% b它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! i, g4 H5 \1 ^0 e  S# s6 \$ ROne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ T) u, q, y5 k9 @It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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% B0 A7 T. V" b5 S/ I36.我有群星在天上，
3 B2 F9 G: p6 l; V) ?但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
$ Y& @. P" @+ G) @8 qI 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。
4 y! P; S* B1 ~; ~$ z9 s用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
6 C) b$ @: W0 k2 M% ZWash thy soul with silence.

) r: a0 F8 ^. g+ v5 p, a38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
+ O6 [6 w% U6 Y. J3 a5 v% dGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
- |3 p1 I; I0 D) l, ^The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
' z* c6 t7 k+ j4 OCome 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.
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- n# ^" U) A5 g' w1 R41.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。
  k) I+ m( |' A( S0 g) nGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

42.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，
, z+ z2 @1 f5 W& a5 H; d3 [3 f我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
/ Z" ]  O- J, ^1 A& C. GThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
5 {# ^4 ]+ `, m. VI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

) i/ Q( n* b& Q# A. g' ]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.

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.

/ {3 i. v$ x! F, S/ G45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
& B+ V" w( C- m% j& O/ dSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
/ h; A5 B2 m* r居中的却远而避之。
; l: E8 t# T; tThe 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。
% b9 m3 H, z! a2 J1 sThe 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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: d5 q' ]; F2 g! D49.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。”
9 m) q7 w5 S" }0 w: [) tThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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0 e& f9 l* ?% k. P$ b51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

" p, ~, T% M; D) ]6 w52.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,
1 c; G5 z7 W& w1 UI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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9 I, y( L, N& [0 P) S53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
7 e/ O. Q  O8 T- f! O天上的星不回答它。
. F4 v8 e  ]7 y" CThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

+ R5 h) M( |7 D) M& }' X# {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。
$ D: ~% G' J( P- ~In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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8 Y8 r& O- K8 [4 `% }; S. j# L55.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。
+ U! f) C, a2 c  ^0 ]. `Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

# t2 U0 q0 c& F: l56.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.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
6 C+ N) ^& M. v! _0 n& dThe 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？
5 j: \! C3 |% H6 EThat 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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; D$ G& a  e" i' {/ w5 X# k59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
  f! P" G# |) D; hThought 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。
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
. v, m2 Q! s/ {6 o" z( ~“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