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
9 S4 q2 `& A7 D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.
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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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- U  s7 n' ~+ o33.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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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# C$ `- s, s: ?  J1 l# l$ C/ G  \; m34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
It 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。
/ g4 q8 F$ o; V! m+ j' D% v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，
- a0 o9 L0 d9 h3 X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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. |+ [+ s5 u! F& x37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 V- Z2 T; B* X" f7 s  F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.

$ l' ~1 ]: h. d38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
* a' k% R! X6 N+ v: G$ f! H1 m6 fGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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) a( G7 Z0 _9 o1 t39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
! M; o) p' A' D4 Q出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
8 s$ p! K* J( r& a$ c( }2 iThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

7 _! h2 X4 b2 s, x. e4 h& _9 Y40.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.
- k4 Y4 _- _9 g' q. P& o2 iMy 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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  [7 m  t! X% H4 i41.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.

7 l" V5 d0 n) k9 a! d& O42.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，
' u+ C/ k; z( Q- Q% a我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
+ c5 w, O. E4 g* ?! S/ C3 cThis 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.

' q  [4 G/ d2 U8 V! ~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。”
, b* \3 r' d  A* I5 S& jWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
$ B4 j$ K; e9 |: y# c! XI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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5 x3 L) s& t4 w; p4 T, u44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
# N8 Z8 Q0 a0 UBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
4 }9 l( _4 V- p8 Y1 W: ^2 v# ISilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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1 p6 N  z* X# J' b6 B1 q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
' q; A; l+ d' M$ I' x! v* e) aThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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4 n' G- d6 N1 C4 w# Z47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
3 V. k& h& Q7 m/ t* J7 TThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
3 y! E9 Y3 `! H9 p, p; pPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

* \+ f& ]  @# u0 a( E: [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。
When 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。”
! i) ^+ m3 s% |/ q0 d" c4 j' jThe 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。
! q- g' l6 t5 y% yThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

/ c; A0 D- z% l) w8 X52.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,
. u  f1 V: L7 U. _% q9 T# CI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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4 d4 B2 a) R9 z4 ]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。
+ q- V; `7 I2 a$ e' zThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( S" Z8 T+ x# n0 [$ }1 |; Gfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

. Y  i0 E+ m) O" [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。
8 T' b9 |9 e8 X$ t& lIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
% M+ H+ `& `" z% c4 T0 B# C* }the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
$ m% K# _& I* U4 W我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
7 Y. j% W: h+ F7 P8 T* {+ \The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

2 w( Q+ [3 k. N; }" w% |5 S7 {" `6 e57.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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8 u' N! G8 J* H7 E58.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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! y3 }$ N# c, m2 ^- [# J59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 v7 R8 h8 f* j  J# R2 J8 VThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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1 D0 M3 a: J8 J5 O! }6 @( P60.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
9 X' k. Z! E9 `! k0 }9 R# x+ bfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
5 F$ z7 E8 ?4 d- q9 \  L; d“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