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。
! s+ Q" c# R! Q$ L! b7 @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.

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。
' ^4 p# s1 U9 W2 o8 e4 FLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

" i) n( i" S. z0 {3 V& R9 ^5 \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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* w% |+ J. s: D9 |% j( U( F1 b34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
- }2 I1 N( t. S' F# |- A它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
2 j1 X: k: @% @6 ^4 G6 hIt 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。
: V- @0 I! t9 c; B1 K4 B! tThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
  ^+ |. N5 T& N+ g2 XSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
/ m" u0 ~& |# S8 J% y, y$ h! k! K. M但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
3 ^- B8 o3 X( H* U9 H) {But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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2 c) ?. ]) R% d37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
2 T( |5 R- p6 v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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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.

" B: E+ O/ I, g5 ^2 s39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& Z- s- [& A8 ?. Z; ]3 L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.

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.
% ]: [* E$ }. _0 X9 w3 Z7 DMy 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.

- f' z, `3 d7 z7 s1 l' b+ y. ?' ~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.

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，
5 K5 M5 b7 U, s$ X8 G- I' b我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
  R3 {& y5 ?( @This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
1 }" x6 y8 d- l  ^) |I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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7 h6 l' _7 l' _# m& J) H4 q, T& \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.

7 s# `' |  D" s: g6 S1 N44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 i2 O& W  ]$ S( }) }4 uBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

0 _0 h& C& K( E( B4 u+ X, o45.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.
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4 `6 A8 I( L  i1 f$ ^46.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.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
. S& D$ D8 e" zThe 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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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。”
- Y  {1 p( P% bThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
' i, s; M8 r* U0 v) X- _( ~1 hchildren, 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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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Love! 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。”
  Y# ~( \! K& s; K) a天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
" [) Z7 W$ |8 Q* a. ~) |4 Jfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

- u- n& c0 h+ e- Z7 L7 O( k54.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。
3 G0 [5 _  x* WIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
0 [; t' P) q" o9 Z5 W( k( q' }我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
$ B$ f. y- n, C* yThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; a! B/ I- s! S! W# T4 yI 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。
# W2 M$ G: a) Z0 t5 O9 n" HThe 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。
8 V+ U( Z9 f  A( e- ^The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

, X7 F- o. N' C4 e9 U58.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 {5 a/ ^" p8 |% S( sThat 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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( g5 f  r! H, k* b5 E59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
) f( G1 y% _6 [: u3 H4 DThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

4 ?6 L/ l, h/ J% L4 K# |1 ?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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# M* i; w0 w  @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