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
+ ~" f1 v* M. h6 F2 K6 p各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
) i( [% S' d8 o1 E) K" X, }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.

: w1 _! b  H# T8 ]+ R' l32.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。
* G/ m8 y, w6 F: ]! yLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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, U+ }8 e9 ]3 p7 @5 L5 d33.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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

  R5 C9 [  M4 \34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
" w. c& X' P9 {1 d2 B1 M7 w  p5 O它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
3 N3 B" _6 v, _' I# k- q; mOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
; a* E8 k" s0 v* lThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
+ C' ?' E  c% n; a& u; RSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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( z9 Q+ C5 ^- Y* ^+ Y' n& {( ^( \36.我有群星在天上，
# D& n; U6 |; y6 I: N+ ?但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! B) R# ]# a* ]; ~I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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( \1 w5 A- \0 n37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 w! G" q$ H! ]: f! Z/ N用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
3 U: |3 k% {: q$ eThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 B+ p1 j# D3 p. k  \3 F, EWash thy soul with silence.
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% n7 ~" j2 a9 o5 F  z* r38.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.

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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
. {# |8 _3 i5 z, ]6 vCome 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。
( k% `! l6 z( F8 V8 V1 vGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

3 A/ F6 b3 m# D% |8 d; b) o4 N42.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。
% T- j; W, a0 K1 E5 F  y$ ]; k$ R; v7 `This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
. b* @) ^' |' MI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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) |9 A' A4 O6 S; y. J$ d3 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。”
8 N% g: e% k- A- MWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

! h) `9 X1 J5 z6 V% U3 `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.

  \1 S5 b0 j# j5 N$ L# Z8 I45.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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9 B1 e  D: O# k  S1 O' O. `2 L46.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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8 O- e8 o0 I9 ?7 s: M' i47.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。
; s: y1 C8 M. O9 j# h, ?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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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5 O1 m- i! {- U/ R, |* h50.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。”
0 `, N6 i- q/ @The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
4 I6 v+ T+ d' l9 g; U' hchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
; }9 `; g, b! R) F7 I  VLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
% j$ c, g# V1 @  t( _4 xI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
& ^6 ]) S2 F" R9 f6 R: k2 ?天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( f1 z) `0 j* G; q5 ]5 Zfirefly 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。
( z0 [0 S0 _# }: l& b# l2 ~In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
: m4 C( d, a+ G$ kthe 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。
  M+ m% E- M' {, a( s. q我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
8 J3 V5 C! v5 DThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I 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。
* P3 }( X0 Z5 i# |3 w& XThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

: h+ `( m: f1 K+ p. P$ r57.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.
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1 {# Q( H, p0 b/ p3 t$ q: I  f0 R58.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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& T  L) |. m, ?2 t0 B1 ?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 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
  x  l; d% W, }# P/ A7 G% `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