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
7 v+ m9 l8 B) a: r2 q" T各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
' n; L; j! P6 {! hWhen 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。
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。
2 G2 Y9 }- `5 S+ j) W$ qWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

0 N+ C2 u. Q. _; X/ u; J0 u) E( ]34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
3 R% `8 i0 h. H4 l2 S+ w它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
. u/ d3 S3 h  B! u; ]: bOne 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。
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.
( n5 U/ S% U) s; j9 f# }Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
- f) z6 c' |: I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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
, t: J8 a7 ^% N7 l+ [; M  X2 TThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

+ N0 O1 v: n7 R/ ~38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
  }0 L$ A+ i+ ?- wGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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1 U1 T3 H: H0 F6 b39.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 ]0 y) Q* T, s" L1 F" l" T& T! NThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
( u5 ]; v! Z* C9 b' xCome 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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

2 g0 |. b/ Z2 [* N* N0 M42.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。
, E, I, J" I! t- i; uThis 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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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
9 {3 F0 ]: U3 S' F0 B& t7 K' e# {  V$ Z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.

4 z- o% ~' g4 F0 u3 q' e$ y44.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.

, n% S# I# ^. v. C/ T6 S9 X45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% N# t$ x0 h& `% j% E1 J& `- nSilence 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。
: t! Y: {6 O3 t4 X  }+ y2 z居中的却远而避之。
- _. s0 C1 q" D8 `The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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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2 v8 f8 y7 S# V. N+ V* n48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
& L) X. w- W0 \( bPower 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。
! Z$ E1 q7 y: p; E. S" bWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

4 v9 u: i: V# \) k! ^1 j50.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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
' h' T, O1 L% M8 Y3 S, K' I* B$ H7 d" Kchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

( v5 e; z) @# X! D# R3 J51.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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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 d- \& {# G) b$ V( Q+ bLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
2 B7 |' ^+ `- b" h. Y: M! J0 }) yI 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。”
5 p$ ^! T% K( u- x: z' K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.
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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。
  L+ P0 }. [& Z4 H& VIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
# `0 `# D+ v& H9 `8 v( ~  j# lthe nest of my silence.

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。
- j) N$ p" M4 J& v, AThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

: A2 c$ x7 s% Z+ @% q7 G6 u1 {56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
' R3 t1 A1 C6 H5 g, N+ D! jThe 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
$ p; H8 u+ }% w0 w8 Ain songs.
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, c8 E$ H2 C' P8 o0 L  p2 Z: f* `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？
( ^% a9 F; `/ f3 C* ZThat 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 n) k( V+ V5 }# T' a59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
* v4 W: `8 V: f5 x; p$ P8 q$ N* ^, b# wThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

, u2 h% O1 Q: V' m! a% e: ^% M60.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
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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
) p. K8 v# G/ M4 Y) U% _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