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。
7 J. M: C2 Z' O2 z! h5 Z3 f, `0 yWhen 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。
0 m( |$ d  R* K2 w& NLet 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.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
7 F+ a1 S% c( E6 {+ |8 }, ^它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  R7 Y. m" P. F6 B) z$ n; lOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
6 o$ T2 B, A& RIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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. l" f  N8 ^3 Q( X35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
# q. Y( t+ c4 u2 X3 Z0 _把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
8 `  ]* W2 K. z6 o" AThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
2 u& V$ _4 T8 I6 b8 _- w# [+ U4 CSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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: S* i6 [4 I$ W: Q% ?! Z# n6 I5 c36.我有群星在天上，
% m0 k1 O1 D; m- M5 P5 u但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
% \0 M2 V- m' ]* b4 O4 R6 iBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
7 t7 P" @) F/ L- A. l" U/ _用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
/ `+ c2 U, l7 ~- OThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* i8 r$ g. g5 }3 `Wash thy soul with silence.

. x# x8 R; V4 O$ R+ D38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
  W0 Y. p0 c( T7 J, _Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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9 w1 @6 O" H3 E7 C- {  w" ^39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
: d4 u: ]% ^- |$ }. }3 E出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
/ D3 n0 b( O; n" H  PThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
9 j2 _( |, i6 P: dCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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. k# H, _- k  p7 b3 C40.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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4 G) m' \' X" }6 `: T41.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。
5 B+ ]' U; i/ V% Z* _6 E' R/ pGod'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，
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.
; p8 N) P7 _2 x. II shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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% {6 B1 e* N# Z  ^1 g  ]) ~43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
3 K8 N; B- z! R& q( _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.
% n! o. m0 U( ^" G- K  V0 d1 ?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.
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  l* ]9 g, x' E6 G+ u45.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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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.

! U: i: j. O4 y* j5 I47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
- x: I+ p5 ]- j) o8 G# Z, TThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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% m. b) Z8 x2 V6 X* j48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
5 n- k0 U0 b8 Z3 N3 U; c" ]Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

1 ]1 o& H) V: H$ r+ T* J: y49.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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; l1 L( }, J! V, V& \0 D50.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。”
: i: a0 p, m) ZThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
, z* ^# x  m6 jThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* V8 G, l: v+ I# c4 N$ k52.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! a9 Y9 ^! i) T3 K: 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
0 [2 @4 _& K! U/ b. p7 AThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

! D! @9 f4 X6 c8 F54.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。
, |* ?1 x) H3 J7 uIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
7 D$ A0 |( N6 e$ U1 bthe nest of my silence.

+ p  D! H8 X* a, F55.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.
+ M( w9 v0 y5 \6 O6 lI 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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* v' ^. W! i0 a. l) ^8 n4 P7 G57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
; Y0 a+ N, X4 j  D) lThe 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？
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?

: O* m: X4 R3 \& l59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
  `; \: ]+ o! W6 |) y: ~9 cThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

* e3 @. g; A1 E60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
% P+ H- ^; R) S" e$ y  F( SI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
! d1 \6 v, I( E& G: u4 vfilled 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