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。
# }/ R- q6 `# H* G: o3 \& {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.

0 i8 z; Y5 U9 k; M32.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.

" T+ b  Y# T: E& j33.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。
. v9 S, [/ p; a0 V/ cWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
; g2 f- C, j! e9 ~One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
0 `' g9 ?7 R" hIt 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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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4 R9 E- Y6 H7 e- C& e36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
0 V( q4 o. e7 W2 R' bI have my stars in the sky.
! e& h4 ^. L8 w* w& {6 G2 S4 gBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
8 U" [! J" J6 R用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
8 ~5 b% x& w4 e! a1 s; aWash thy soul with silence.
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3 Q& h5 J  J* |3 C38.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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/ g* a5 u# |. R+ g39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
4 u! f  b2 ]; [6 W. X% a- ~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.
/ ]) Q! m9 A' R6 t1 R: MCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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. o4 N& V* h% C; D. ?8 v7 v40.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.
& S4 v& M; E6 ]) [$ ^0 v4 Y& qMy 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.

% x- }4 O* A8 Q7 e/ b41.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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
+ S2 V0 ~& F) i6 |I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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/ O: _0 {5 c0 H2 Z43.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。”
! X6 K6 Z! A6 f$ P0 `# iWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
+ r6 W& [# ~4 |) ?: a1 n6 c5 FI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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7 L2 ~2 e" Z/ E# A. }44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 X7 D2 p5 M6 N0 w; z6 M8 A- k0 v  ]By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

! F1 q; F3 ]* s1 ~' `: k. o45.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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46.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.

4 Z6 p: H7 r8 m% E+ z1 E47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
" j. y1 t7 A9 s) a5 l* ]; Q. _& CThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

3 P# i: _$ I1 x7 y) J- F8 \/ ~48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

- J/ {7 c) H- F& x! T$ q49.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。
4 k# P+ d6 F- Y" g3 m& B2 KWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

8 U/ b* H' W% p2 v50.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。”
3 A# Z. J/ G5 ?# C8 j: `; x4 E2 ~The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 U7 p/ F8 C9 s5 r+ `4 v; p" g. T; _children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

- Z1 |+ h) L7 q: k51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
& {5 X; Q6 f7 T" F& h8 }. ?4 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,
# ^6 G& f( o8 u, g$ q% O! u+ bI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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. K" d1 G* q- N$ ^$ s7 H* {+ u53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
% t7 _; t: u5 I& O, u天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
+ p( _9 c, r- H% ofirefly 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。
1 C. I! ~9 V3 D, e- m6 R. m5 yIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

9 O3 J% I4 o$ V8 l5 v55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
* U5 s# A# d$ S2 L- k  r: W我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) X$ o5 Z8 G7 S* jI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

% S# C+ L: ]5 k  x' }57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
0 a  T3 m$ ?/ s6 P8 _, Z" O2 bThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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？
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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0 ?, r4 C( @6 s" d* d7 K, @59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 d* c. u$ ~4 h$ Z' TThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

9 {" [0 B& p; ^2 u60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
' o7 l$ A% p/ ~. dI 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