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
% f% z2 H0 P( J各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
- b) y0 M1 g: k( i# {/ t- pWhen 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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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.
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( @% _5 @5 F" ?' o% k* h33.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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2 g$ N' r7 M/ Z4 Z- e8 [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。”
6 M) o. G4 H4 NOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
1 q* G6 Y( N& MIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

* E9 P, \0 d( e& j35.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。
3 n2 d5 V7 A, g- i3 l1 NThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
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I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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' X4 E* X9 G8 A; F' U$ a% g& i37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* T4 E7 I- J& G( q用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
% O- c, y3 |( A/ C5 P2 Z* N% XThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
2 ]0 w( L% f) aWash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
7 |# c) w) a6 b: G+ u9 g* kGaps 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。
+ ?8 u7 y. i" b/ M: |( k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.
/ p; d1 N( x! c& SCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

# q8 j# J0 q- O40.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.
" c0 w" r% v% g2 U4 W) f. e6 YMy 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- K0 n' i1 b* g4 _God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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3 t+ b- f/ G0 O/ Y6 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，
( J- r' n8 z2 ?3 S  ]+ J+ J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.

+ b3 R2 o! c/ d2 L43.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.
6 D' |" A; ?' w$ b, {: i! p' PI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
  k( r! C; k* S/ kBy 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.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, i. l+ O$ g  S居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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$ L6 k  n# f7 Q; J9 ^) l# D47.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.

& j: u& g) i7 S7 M. Q2 b48.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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7 U2 q" _% b) R8 J9 r: p7 }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.
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1 }. F7 P; [: l8 h  B5 q" g& O6 P50.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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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1 K7 y# J0 D6 J( e- V51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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。
$ {2 }4 ~6 ^% D3 T- `# L) QLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

# |9 u8 K4 |, G- Z53.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。
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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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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
9 _* x4 S4 R8 i. H" G! g1 Ethe nest of my silence.
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0 {5 u7 y- M) i1 G; Q+ C55.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。
) I% Z, J. g# oThoughts 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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& E! r2 a7 ?' D) ~% M* g* x57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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4 |* Q4 x3 X  O" Z& X& K58.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 |7 p5 [+ [# k7 {% JThat 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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/ q  f/ I( n, E- z7 y+ Y59.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.

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
, }9 E0 g7 s0 \( x4 U8 C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