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 {1 `) O, }- y0 @" g0 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.

0 F: p- w" ?* ^. `# d$ [) v/ T3 b- F32.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。
; d3 w8 J3 t9 k$ F( ~( hWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

8 n5 j+ s* H0 a$ p4 E$ u34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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+ k5 R# _6 I8 `; |" a& }4 y35.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  s% h( L) JThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

9 o* w& T! B/ |) b36.我有群星在天上，
' M3 K1 t7 Y# `, J但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
& Y+ D$ V! f: C, X2 [" K3 x3 {( PThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

& H! @2 P# G! f) d* V/ F38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
. z" Z& Y/ i* W# o6 y5 bGaps 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。
7 s# p8 G/ s. i. @, S出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
, x$ V2 }" c  |: A; `7 SThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
1 z3 X( b# d7 ~3 {! q! hCome 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.
( ^4 L3 `, i1 l5 L7 g6 [- bMy 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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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。
4 w7 N1 d1 O& [. G* e* m: t" ~8 M7 QGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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$ {" [$ ]2 ~. |7 U42.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。
, o" ~( j1 P9 p3 Q1 nThis 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
1 a2 ^5 {9 L2 P. _* m; ]3 PI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

/ h- y$ ~" L$ z' H  e7 v$ S44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, K8 b4 b/ s& t- W5 GBy 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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
/ u/ B  H6 X1 G1 Q+ HThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

/ a7 r' A( A0 v4 H, `1 T( h) U47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
1 o5 R: N5 j) h4 c9 o* i% AThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

8 B/ M0 f0 i0 q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
6 j* _$ L4 A& x' \# |3 ZPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

& w/ H2 X, }; c8 }- r3 r49.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。”
; ~5 Q# X/ C0 c" vThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 \) y' z$ P& N, W( s8 B+ B4 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。
5 y& |" P1 j; H  P7 w  k: ~- bThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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。
9 S0 T) A- E8 C' |0 l& HLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
0 [( e0 u0 q5 E; W% CI 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。
, ?5 s/ g$ T  F9 ^The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
7 I1 i" I- M" e2 {/ G" ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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( m7 i/ H+ W, q7 l7 v54.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。
; v  s$ i/ G0 sIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
* W+ V1 T  q+ ^7 q, g) X* pthe nest of my silence.

( F  W) b# G( k9 H6 @0 t% x: \55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
8 G9 J' d! [1 u; I. s我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
5 F3 M" E/ o' p% V( N- eI 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 X  ^4 a) ]: Z( ?8 {57.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
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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？
  U# L0 Q4 e( A& LThat 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。
3 b2 K  O0 C- ~# C+ r7 o) \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
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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
3 R# c: K8 a0 M& s7 F; }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