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。
* \# m! n6 V5 d1 [' Q' 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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8 q& r& A/ L2 ?! m32.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。
7 D! [1 W( x5 Y4 }Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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6 w4 h! Z# q7 D' T- X/ g0 l8 `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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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' Q/ {# N& u6 L! m+ U( Z' G4 J34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
& @9 V0 W, a: R1 s$ h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.

  S) ^( w+ a0 f2 G35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
8 X+ i+ G- Z3 }+ G" m. J把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
% p" S4 N/ G  l5 fThe 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，
/ S$ X" R; x  z/ ]  }1 X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.

& I: N& {/ U+ f5 I37.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.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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6 r7 z2 K( N$ P( M) i38.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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
& t, j; \; e" k3 @! RThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
* e: i) P# k! q* lCome 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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. K$ \' v, P" S7 u41.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.
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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，
# M( |' B5 W1 M9 X9 A) X1 J我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
+ w( A3 ]9 B8 {& X0 ~9 IThis 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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( _: G1 [' t% o! q+ L43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
2 e) @% j# e/ f9 G! N4 A1 o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.

6 c3 K& m# k& o7 R44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
$ b# \# [0 R2 vBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
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。
- U( x0 X  K# Z0 A3 qThe 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
4 }6 S  ?5 H/ _0 G" a5 S  _Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
* W! D  ^; X6 Z  BWhen 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
' p8 S" G4 E9 M' Ichildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
7 e* c9 b/ Y2 QThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
# D! P) m1 j9 ]9 E' k! ]$ e' YLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
5 w/ R: u3 P4 K6 C, P1 u' dI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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# W6 N* D/ k( ?. v4 X7 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。”
! M  x5 G9 H. W8 D, s天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ C' L/ h0 k1 R2 V6 jfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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  b% Z6 b! [) r3 _0 v6 B54.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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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5 I; j2 }7 y/ z- q0 ^55.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.
/ E+ c. j9 [! l' ]2 C& zI hear the voice of their wings.
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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.

" C/ w2 i; X) G& F: _( q57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
/ L4 o" }8 Q: m& OThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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" b9 o; x3 ~3 \2 c7 f58.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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( r- Y% w1 W/ n$ k: p59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

2 }, z7 [, p( p0 u4 }2 ~: N2 B; m6 T60.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
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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