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。
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.

5 S9 ^, c. {+ \3 F2 w6 \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。
" w% z' J9 y- j% LLet 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。
! `* ^: P- E+ [0 c. Z+ E' `% m3 d# TWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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( I0 f: Y5 @4 @: {) G$ Y1 m$ s7 G34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
3 q/ `  ]- Q; k8 @2 F' I4 X它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
: _" G2 e4 O* C9 e9 U& \) uOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
  a4 n! J/ l2 DIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

3 V0 N  e" j! g: [) t# s35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
! k& }3 h3 y$ b0 G6 z- e7 f把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
4 O+ ^; m( B! Q$ L" {: _The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
9 D! j6 x) c! n1 y/ y, w但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
2 o; B! d0 f8 p" k& A. o( P' RI have my stars in the sky.
+ _; Z- T1 E1 x" H+ ]/ TBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( w9 ]+ K! Y  E0 z用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
) j& Y! K9 u! j8 @) jWash thy soul with silence.
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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.

* H8 L& \8 }, [* }# [. k: R5 i4 `5 q39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
: u: P& l0 {  z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.
+ V& W  W# K* G+ B- B  |Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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。
9 L( [1 n, n; d1 X* `8 a4 ^' ZGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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1 c, N0 R1 p) [& |4 w7 S) i42.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，
; c# Y) c5 R  _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.
6 e; [/ O% [) y& n5 G6 SI 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？”
, J- W0 w5 o9 |* |* m  s瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
0 U, y' \8 a& @8 z, R7 `, oWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
1 @$ L7 d( z/ n- L0 a) s2 Z# WI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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, K0 g& h5 v- ]- j44.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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& J3 f% g9 N4 {5 s3 F45.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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; v9 m: \; E) I46.大的不怕与小的同游。
# w. d5 G: e( J" L) g居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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9 B& J; W0 W! B) y1 y) |' \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。
3 a0 V, C' j& U. t9 g6 z7 i4 u6 SWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

9 a1 N" X/ c0 _5 s. K% S50.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。”
, a+ d9 v! E! q. Y; t0 v. bThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
+ Z' x# k* t, [. l2 K  Z( q! Xchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
7 y: S& K5 y/ F0 DThe 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
' }- ^6 T3 M; D# H' OI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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8 k. Z# g% E) \' l53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
( |, d# q8 w3 d: G天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( [4 @# p0 K% A- s/ P& Rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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4 N7 d+ {3 z: U- Q5 n2 o54.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。
9 T0 a- a- I' w/ \5 N2 f$ X我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 C* `, W) z1 I" u# K6 K6 K+ HI hear the voice of their wings.

+ L" X: R- J* b' `+ |9 L56.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。
( S% T; @& k* Q5 S$ QThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
, W( ~* k& \5 `# L1 o$ Gin songs.
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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？
That 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 \' X( J1 o/ \6 L59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
' y' q2 Y* u/ ^/ F# e/ N; 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。
  r7 V1 s3 S0 [" `& a; LI 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
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