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
$ i4 A# R, W3 P4 O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.

, ^2 i3 g8 M# X32.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。
2 R$ ]0 }6 G6 s* i+ P# qLet 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。
7 `# `9 v/ |1 D) I  IWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

  {& ]7 m$ m& h34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
) h: i; h4 W' M. v7 z' JOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
& L4 q! E" n' L( @  m* MIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

35.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.
+ B: ]" _; j) L8 _Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
: o, p9 z1 I4 \/ A5 }, y5 F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。
" g7 B) B! w( d! `/ P4 ?用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
( g2 ]( v0 u! j: K- `; u# o; 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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& d, k( E( P2 s( o39.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。
7 a2 k, y! f4 a' fThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
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.

  ?6 m* Q) v, C$ y, {+ d6 I41.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。
, k! W( r+ F6 j/ v8 [" e7 dGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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' B6 ?, j5 S- z5 g+ `' h42.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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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8 b, X% E" u* j- R43.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。”
) M$ c! b4 c, Q% U8 v3 x. qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
# q1 f$ k- {: v8 [' q! i, f4 cI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
$ Y2 I  _* r1 o5 P% Z5 f- KSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
  l* O9 h! z4 [9 Y9 f9 q* y1 K, O居中的却远而避之。
$ v( T$ h' k7 B" x6 [" AThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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3 n* u0 w1 O2 W! _( |' R3 a47.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。
' k: T- K# r- ^7 e) n2 _Power 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。
  t$ r0 Q& V' V/ m  rWhen 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。”
- T# A9 m3 I; e& K* {- m" PThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

7 l4 h) d+ U5 i' e; R7 O51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' P7 N% m+ p" R4 Z6 uThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, q/ ?! x; [0 O" l5 s52.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.

# J- b/ B' q9 [/ Q( C53.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。
! u9 u2 r1 O- r) i! P5 lThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
/ \) Z& b7 n3 Q- L- S7 vfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
( M7 I: p5 D0 Q5 g, ?, R) othe nest of my silence.

) t2 j* {2 ^1 _+ D8 ]& R55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
' ^8 ?8 D  M! X" F6 W6 P! R我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" z* t6 H! l' m" uI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# B* S3 |, l. \: F. vThe 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。
5 A+ s" L1 V7 l$ ]The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
. K0 j/ J1 r6 l2 ~+ l0 q0 Lin songs.
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% W" i- a2 l- G0 T58.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？
3 p; o# D' w% ~9 P  J2 \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?

, @% Y* K) c! G59.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.

- [) p0 _. k  ?" z0 `( }# e8 q60.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
3 s* _/ u* ?; S. |* D9 Bfilled 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