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
* M5 N" K! d+ Q& U% P各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
% h; E9 [4 R. R7 U2 ~8 lWhen 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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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.
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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。
0 @- J# w% B, r" S; lWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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) }, b4 b0 V/ D: U* J34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
/ g9 D: f" g: g% L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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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
9 @. Z- I* ?8 q7 n) D把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
* k* Q% k/ F; c( d: zThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
* U+ U- k6 J* N3 w0 s& R" H8 t但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ q/ N. ]! B; U+ s7 ?3 sI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

" n" I% v) i9 p37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
4 m* C2 G) _6 b/ p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.

5 l) }) o$ B4 R( H" G: a0 W38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
$ U7 g" j9 K1 Y( c. a% @$ GGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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8 e' C" d/ z+ B7 U9 z39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
" J) D0 N/ g1 m( v出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
! v  L: B* a  Y2 i* [; bThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

! \5 U2 P5 B  i& @; J9 r  A* ]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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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42.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。
8 F; [1 M4 C. a8 K% MThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
5 m1 ]8 E1 y. s" s- S7 `4 BI 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。”
9 x. R$ l+ T3 N) C+ A& W3 c: {Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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; a) u0 b& [2 h7 T0 X8 X# M% P. ^- k44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
9 _+ c) P& W. ^; P" b3 ]0 GBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.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.

+ _* m5 o+ d0 K; N: x- a46.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。
% G/ o6 K! Y4 X7 S  i% }0 K+ VThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

. H' c/ Z% ?% v1 S/ S& w& g48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
9 L8 E' X  Y5 S- I1 f4 R& K- nPower 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。
. m( @6 J' @: G1 h5 FWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
  J8 @5 W7 n7 z1 hThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ s2 b7 E. Z( u& Y) Z  Pchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
- Y9 {$ P5 ^0 d" u# I4 sThe 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
. \& b: R6 ^# R3 X* ?  r# @I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
天上的星不回答它。
6 Z$ Q( Y# |* g  W6 `7 J$ x# W& kThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) u4 l- `( Y5 p- E2 nfirefly 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。
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。
, M6 U4 n, ~6 y+ |我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
0 z: Y1 a$ Z7 X# c  IThoughts 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。
9 G/ l8 Z' ~  s9 j9 AThe 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.
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, o1 i1 v" M. q+ j: d9 D58.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 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