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
1 V7 v& u& g" O. f+ N& q: H各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
1 o9 L% \5 X5 q" x8 TWhen 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 V7 Q+ F. P" s. q32.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。
7 _+ k% C1 Q) DLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

  `0 G7 u9 l  p' o- n2 |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。
& `7 v: v" f( Z: zWoman, 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。　　　　
& k  E9 Z4 Y* ]它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
3 _# b/ m+ y0 {: f9 o6 w( OIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

! P3 K& \; t1 J+ g5 r$ O6 k: T4 O35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
6 x$ q, e6 C; u: m* o( w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.
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36.我有群星在天上，
( m" P9 w4 x# u! [但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
% S$ n$ v) s( }% f9 K" HBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
% x, R4 H! f. l; S2 v用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
9 Q& G9 K( I0 F. r; h- mThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
- F5 G6 P8 m2 w/ X) L9 rWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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/ ~* u7 w) \3 i9 c* L/ E( ~39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
$ S  S+ R  `! S出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
7 [6 B% S) k% Z4 L2 _The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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7 v" k# X' K7 @# J& f. Z40.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 s1 d' Q2 }' i1 m3 [# L  f41.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。
1 [  A2 Z- W" ~( vGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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.
$ m1 M1 |( D4 Q9 oI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

% ~% s& x5 l& j' v* O/ x2 l. H43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
! x. e$ c+ _) u# ^5 P% @  h瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
0 n* E6 Y+ s6 p- i* rWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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7 a) b$ e. @5 Z$ ~4 v44.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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. F2 S. k, i, `0 a4 {$ V45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
/ g5 O4 j+ _) }$ ?' [: }Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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) l# @/ w! X) J( }/ C7 }46.大的不怕与小的同游。
8 T: ?" F7 q$ `, L居中的却远而避之。
The 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.

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.

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。
- v9 [9 |) E' o, ^+ VWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

. c& p) i( u3 W  i4 B, ]3 F2 q50.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。”
, r: Y, Y. W& s( J* f3 F& uThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
) u6 j0 Q5 v. d% ?2 S' Z1 k& qchildren, 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。
2 j, [: p+ b9 Z$ o6 WThe 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。
- ?# E3 R" @; VLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

: U9 |" A" E1 F53.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 Q# L9 V$ b% v; N, eThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ a: D/ \: S4 U! a9 S" x* K2 `; jfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

" n6 ?5 W# h. q# \& j* 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.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
$ I+ w) o" Q5 j( `4 n/ T我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts 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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' c, Y0 i9 l; }$ d/ m7 f57.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
) S! J2 d8 K  A, |in songs.
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; {% k- n4 }. L. U58.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* t. v( KThat 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?

0 J+ x% g3 a. F59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 T7 K0 T* y$ T6 ~Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
' k1 M  p( A+ D1 _I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
+ k7 T" P5 [! {/ V- Dfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
3 V- P& [+ Y# B5 e“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