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。
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 u/ d# G- C; ]0 w# ]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.

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。
5 S) [( j+ Y1 k) wWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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" e" Y; Q" _- R# L; n  }, ^" ^2 \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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- ^1 j! Q& x& }  J9 q3 tIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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" n( B/ B: w! N0 N7 k35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
2 a( b! D! S/ I4 i) F把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
4 j( Z0 Z7 o. ?1 S9 M+ FThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

5 b1 O; ?. p% d2 H36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
+ {1 c8 @1 X9 E1 l4 m0 TBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
" }* |& ^& T( W3 p2 _  ^用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" N# c& M: j2 i3 t6 J3 [% h/ zWash 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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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.
: P( o) Y9 ^  M- Q# [9 QCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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: `) `& E5 J; R, X. ]! q, t" _; w40.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.
# t& m2 |; Y& z( c2 @3 k+ 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.
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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。
' `# q' z) I( J" m2 p5 e. N) V0 K' BGod'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。
; w5 n5 n7 a' z; B, ]: EThis 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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+ `+ N" q/ b6 \! [4 Q3 r43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
0 j" e( v0 {  r瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
9 w- E: @: U  o* Z7 x# @Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
0 c" N6 N, Q8 m7 \% P, RI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
  B( U: J/ v( L9 g4 RBy 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。
! m  a! i5 z7 i) F/ HSilence 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。
! A  ]$ C6 I) E+ m8 n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。
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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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& W( f% M3 }' U% Q5 k49.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。
7 C1 M# I- V/ C2 T' I: f1 ~/ EWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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。
. Z# R: ?' R# J* c3 Y  ]' MThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

& {6 z( _" B8 l3 G% K8 p& v1 m3 ^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。
  T% o/ E4 y1 S: L! ~Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
" K/ V" T1 v+ U5 n6 w* s3 [* PI can see your face and know you as bliss.

; q& \6 H% y% u4 m% D53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
( x  V$ q- E& N- Y) O, a! K5 f天上的星不回答它。
3 @( [+ s6 N. U, d% T$ m) O: ]The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
/ u( n- G3 Z& W$ D6 F) K$ H( i2 h5 Qfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
. U# T' r5 a3 W0 E* w8 q  `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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% J3 T  z, ]5 U; J% s  kI 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。
2 s! z: L1 }' v% S) LThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

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.

% C+ S6 E4 D+ I- \& J58.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。
# L/ b0 m$ A# Z0 k* ]- `$ j: [Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

" v3 }2 X/ ^& b1 J& U; y# v/ Q9 n60.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
+ ]* [* G8 x: X  t0 S+ F3 p) e“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
# s: x! w, g% h6 V$ K+ T, I4 T* H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