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。
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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

& [  ]: w" z2 S33.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。
! ]! L3 q- V  W3 g, c* w5 j5 ~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。　　　　
6 @5 ~# c# }% P! b8 [( b它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! m$ Q1 Z+ i  j  f5 Y7 wIt 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。
6 r6 W2 T8 I% s2 s把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
4 Z5 o+ _, K& @+ x* QThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
5 i- k: \0 v+ Z: `$ |5 sSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

: w$ s2 c8 `" s* d, ^; \36.我有群星在天上，
5 K  q2 ^' ]5 `8 F5 o但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
' y- L  _" B- E. p& Z9 M# kBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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9 p2 {8 O8 C# o9 |37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' Y# W+ U# q+ Y2 i3 D$ F" R. i1 F) \用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
( T( F. O/ Z; a, H* z6 S: `) vThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: j3 r$ P" u# P% W3 w6 |; |* v6 sWash thy soul with silence.

3 f, f6 [# o7 i/ N! e4 U38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
9 v3 F7 T6 l- \: tGaps 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 l! A2 K7 v; x% F$ C3 M2 VThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
6 L) {# Y+ Z2 Y( B/ ~+ eCome 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.

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。
* y+ _$ a. D4 q" _, R# ~God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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" b% a2 p4 p, Q) p/ p1 B- G1 g  ]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，
( n4 J* G' ?' l$ \/ V9 G& o我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
( F3 I. Y, h0 K; y! V" W5 b4 dThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
" s' p) U. L" ~2 m# a5 s& |I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
$ u$ @4 L; p6 i6 i6 B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.
/ g% W! N5 r# I1 D0 JI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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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.

  i0 m6 X' L: {' z3 C45.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。
1 y1 Y% G4 K" B. o1 Y9 X9 y( sThe 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.
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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.

* s2 V4 d3 Z/ n! d, l49.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。
8 o5 W- B' o- eWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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0 o1 b& r, }( e) A1 }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。”
. t$ \; c- P3 ]9 M3 }- m) q6 MThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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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8 W5 i- E3 ]4 S  p" ~1 x52.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,
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。”
  ]3 @7 \3 m4 `& r; \天上的星不回答它。
. `/ f: @; U. |. z7 r, c& bThe 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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9 S4 b$ k% s8 |! W+ b# e54.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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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。
- T* o6 G8 Y. U& X6 YThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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% ~2 Y+ g, S0 d7 @+ D  Z56.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。
) N9 z! e# e- h& l- k1 b( ?The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

5 f) p7 l7 P- w4 W) ?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？
* O- `. u9 x6 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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0 _: O6 i0 R6 H9 |2 N5 f59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 j/ }$ v+ {, |: |Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
& w5 D) V# x* R8 d5 XI 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
5 W0 W7 i. H$ {' z9 W( T/ d“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
8 o* G* ]0 d7 P5 H: s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