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。
- s5 o) B/ o/ d2 s: {# o. KWhen 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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% X% a9 ^6 m2 s0 W) D7 ^* s- \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.

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。
$ `. \) n% `: v2 @Woman, 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。　　　　
! n: f* D- J7 S  C( N它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ x+ |* S4 p! n+ r/ r) YIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 y0 b* X# ]) ~/ Z5 h35.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。
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，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
/ L' g% _; l7 |, }$ {/ M: nBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

, Y- `# Y( h* R; Z37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
( k1 V& A; x3 {用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
9 Q' I$ l4 Y: g! Z5 iWash 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。
* {" }8 T) ], c& _/ k2 e6 T7 \Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
  l5 s3 ^* A) d$ ?5 CThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
/ y8 [5 O# A+ K8 J; h" A6 vCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

  C. W" l" B, \& I6 V/ `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.
* V9 H. J, {' Y' L$ d6 h* v% qMy 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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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9 B7 R) ~# r. z% B9 V! J42.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。
" i4 P, ?* H6 D& q( Y, h: u" l& dThis 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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- E- E! `4 T, n7 Y5 x43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
, S6 R& v4 B" l' b0 Y9 X- W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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
' a# e5 _6 t" K; ?By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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. z. G3 v& P* U: w" b45.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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8 W' }/ z+ w& R  M% e46.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。
3 y; Z+ s  d( ~! K' y  _The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

0 T  l. `* D: Q! p9 ~& M# c48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
. }$ C5 ?; R" HPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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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4 e; y6 E/ `. k! _0 K# ]; z50.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。”
3 V* v. ]' }8 xThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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3 w: X+ m4 f: W. ~) _# A* u9 t51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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- [# t0 S7 w$ p6 a1 d5 O52.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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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- l+ P! W$ E# n" b. Y( a53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
6 x  }, w; k- C; o0 n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.

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。
" w6 V. e- i3 _- X3 c# XIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
' F1 R3 U& P" F3 Pthe 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
) U9 \( w1 b( d8 C( {( G$ ]Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
! }! G$ |- y( g6 h# Q+ TI hear the voice of their wings.
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! o& m* G$ t) v, P56.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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

9 M5 p6 l! i. }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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59.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.
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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。
: i! d) O3 h2 vI 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
- S% G* C4 A# K3 e$ J, b“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
( o& g  S" N- w+ w% e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