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
4 k2 A1 A& T1 B, K; `( V6 X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.

8 A) E$ ~1 E' ?: C7 w. I3 M32.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。
& y% b% d5 H  s- wLet 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。
( J/ c, I4 E$ eWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

. U& x$ {7 f* ?2 u+ r34.一个忧郁的声音，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.

& s$ u& I3 k' m35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
( j' I  z+ E9 d9 l& x' [4 O* F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，
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.

0 M" F* L# s3 y( a" d1 a37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ |3 o7 p1 E. u, k% ?The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
0 r2 f& k7 k0 i0 q2 H) K3 U" f$ v$ S: lWash 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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$ f6 Q  T- r7 r4 z39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
0 [9 I/ |2 l& Z4 ]8 S出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
+ v/ R* h- E: ?0 l4 M; {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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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.
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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。
: T2 n. e2 p* Y( X7 ZGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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6 w* l# i# n( ~0 X6 L1 Q! }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。
; U  {8 m7 Q- f" H4 R% B% |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.

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。”
0 k) k( {! \2 PWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
, T% ?  [1 ]7 N! x2 ~3 ^; _1 `! ZI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

$ H" [7 ]/ B7 I7 i44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: R' a* Q2 y/ Y" K- iBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

- N: B% Q* Z/ G# V- f0 D! n45.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。
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.
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" V4 [# S/ }) T" O3 l3 h* f48.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。
7 {* I( d7 v. {# r, ~/ c2 l( WWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
: C# d8 V) U0 _children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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. A# T3 u$ j/ O51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ y7 B+ `: a. Z6 QThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

4 q, Y) ]- `3 A( {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。
; I4 V/ e8 m5 A& wLove! 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。
$ H8 ]2 L( _; ~; w& SThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
& G. W7 M9 s, a4 ]" {+ P- l$ ~firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
" B8 Q( T% x) J4 MIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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. e  P  ]/ [4 ^55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
- u8 B5 l- ?, X; W我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
7 h  e. q$ f* @( G1 sThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
, ~+ D2 ?% F0 z- A5 x; T7 ~2 xI hear the voice of their wings.

* l% I. i# \" G$ v56.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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
' X9 K" z1 R* c; i$ j  C: FThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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' w, p2 E6 j0 ^) ^, k! t% f5 O( {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？
+ |# a3 t$ G, I5 o: |4 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
5 W8 s1 }( T8 g$ \Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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" ~5 t# k' A6 i) g5 L4 C1 B60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
5 b9 b" J' Q/ c" X" V8 {1 \I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
( g* z$ P5 Q" V% i7 \filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
0 [6 z" D" I  R; G! _$ a+ N“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