泰戈尔诗7

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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。
" z3 L% o6 y/ j- e; z9 iWhen 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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5 T* @) H+ N$ N2 I" m  r32.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.
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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.

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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
7 c- L/ v) {4 D7 |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。
1 v. x( b$ ?* y$ u5 \; Z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.

36.我有群星在天上，
# Y) H6 g( ?  @4 X8 O. P! F但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
- ~+ ^$ o2 [% W; ?( ?0 ]: I" S- s; mI have my stars in the sky.
' e0 |5 |+ L8 N% {But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
7 A3 i" J5 \' b4 c0 l+ B: L用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) R0 t8 I, ~( h3 Z- ]' Y2 ?: [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。
# S' ?1 p1 X# R1 dGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

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。
7 c4 l# q: z  {The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
* x* R3 h" l3 w1 Z/ K* b9 S8 MCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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* ?$ Q8 y- Q3 Y40.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.
3 y/ }) y% S/ F- {3 R  tMy 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.

. ?" o0 C: P& Z: b9 g- a41.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.

5 W8 O4 I  c* t7 M: e3 p42.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。
This 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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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。”
+ J7 J9 [% w; j% J: R1 vWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

- T8 p3 q. X+ i* c44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 F0 g6 m. E( dBy 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.

7 _) q' \' a3 D9 |0 n. K+ ]3 e46.大的不怕与小的同游。
& k6 V1 ^! x6 D0 n4 \5 V* N居中的却远而避之。
, e$ Q6 D) \2 k5 H) bThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
+ y- _2 Y  u' ^. D$ x4 nThe 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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

+ v$ z7 n# x. E. i49.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.

  J2 c' B, v9 n; d) J2 Z& N3 m50.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
# W3 \, d1 I* Wchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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" ~  @7 r" ^( O  l$ c51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
7 n2 k- X# k& M) y  S, WThe 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。
1 N/ f  |5 t* fLove! 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。”
0 K' M7 h: O. Y- N; d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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7 e, {+ v0 Z  r1 a6 w& }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。
( o/ F% F6 C- w% GIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

# J) @9 \4 l$ l' m" N6 W55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 d! X. ~0 _) `" e/ T- T我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
2 t: ^6 T+ b5 S* JThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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.
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9 Z. {2 A/ F# A; P, f57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
7 u. F9 x; t3 t) z" J8 V0 F4 I! UThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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& z- w6 i% h% k* L) N+ E58.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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ x' z. ]1 G! \; x9 ^Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

9 g% T: ^8 F# W1 {. C4 N+ \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
& r4 F, w& C" V+ G: ~1 x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