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。
6 K: h4 T( \8 RWhen 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.

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。
  r' B7 [2 V6 {# R- V. mLet 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。
( O$ V/ c4 C! J0 UWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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5 z0 F% }) D+ _) G/ }34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
/ G2 s1 n9 l. t2 ~5 _8 H3 p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.
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  R5 \( {8 M0 q5 _4 |2 F# y  c* \35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
6 {0 I/ I7 s. C9 ^/ C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，
9 S" O: g4 N+ J9 Q% P- v但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
, V8 g  M/ z4 u/ a" p+ ^+ t3 aI have my stars in the sky.
, @# j0 ?* j# b7 m# j/ h- hBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
* w6 P. ?; R# c9 }2 |' N, r0 |1 S4 X用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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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; z" M5 X% Y: Y( t( O$ M& \39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
, G/ J+ p5 J  p4 K/ f出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
; U1 N# @) @2 ZThe 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.

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。
+ _: i/ d& j' p! N0 r& }# fGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

+ Q; t- K& e: U42.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，
( P! V" l2 x+ o4 b& U* b* Y3 F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.

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。”
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。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

# `: j2 t& M8 J; t/ r: j45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 n; v. ^+ O5 C4 M# h- f+ V8 g3 PSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
0 F6 A/ T1 S0 a3 dThe 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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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
6 B( M* I' D% Z. i% EPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

8 X" _/ N$ {! s( P49.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 K* ]" r0 g, F- @0 a, k50.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。”
7 A3 f4 `! K: r1 EThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
7 N0 H, G/ E6 A' O5 ^+ mThe 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 E( A6 M  f( W# s( T& T4 p6 g9 iLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
! v0 ?/ \' {- |* LI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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  L% n- a- u4 f8 }/ m5 x53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 l, F, b0 R8 z5 Gfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

( r! N9 ~& D* `7 D" K54.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。
8 N. T, C. H$ E+ P+ \- D, k' J/ e& gIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
8 k. B: [- x0 m2 P! }3 b: Tthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
9 O7 A2 a+ i, D; ]: n- I+ m1 u我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
' N  j" N. |. @4 F3 L7 j, j3 FThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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( I: }( s( z) Y3 M56.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。
* ^; w3 @: V4 L( y2 d- W7 k, _, \3 fThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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# P& \* x* J2 ?" m! P58.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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7 w+ @! ?5 X, u  C59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
6 F( F2 Z8 K( a8 l# O5 }. i/ {5 d, fThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

( o; R# W1 v) U0 k4 @; F+ M/ u60.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
& P; C* L' L, A) W) ?5 g! \“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