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。
4 h' P0 u9 l7 j: 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.

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。
6 ~9 {2 o; k4 p9 P6 LWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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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。”
$ w3 s# p% G/ |6 n. Z! I& t6 COne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
  W5 K& \) l+ `: G% NIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

( f! f" o, U4 h! L- _5 ]5 Z35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
: W" p0 K0 U& x& t& K% R) }把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
4 X% p- j+ M. ~6 gThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
8 D* n" M* z' d5 o% m0 z  V: WSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
5 y( t7 v1 r: |6 o但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
2 g; y+ Q* Z" z) z用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
) A0 _8 ~, n, {8 N7 `. }The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
4 F: B* l  @5 t1 Q( ?& F( w2 HWash thy soul with silence.

$ [4 R: ?  t3 @1 ~  V38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
( @3 Y1 D, l: E, M1 g5 v4 {0 S) ?- n9 cGaps 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.
4 Y  Z2 s; D5 [$ K5 aCome 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.
2 d0 ^! ]8 W& u  w4 g$ sMy 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.

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。
8 }- s. F% M9 W3 pGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

8 {; A2 W3 D( m+ B: q43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
! E- q. w. \8 _; M" J8 @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.
7 o+ G6 r( ~- v( }4 g0 N  HI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.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.

6 J9 W& z: K% R  @; |5 U45.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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0 b4 n0 O5 a6 h7 S+ @7 V46.大的不怕与小的同游。
6 e/ |0 c8 Q/ d+ Z  B) p居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

1 w  @! h& O! T* s' }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.

0 p4 l) K! F0 n! z5 ]# p48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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.
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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。”
" G7 U' c5 G7 d0 K. j; E# C2 p( N. |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。
8 _+ c% I7 ~6 n! E# ~The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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2 _0 z+ x; Z* c! R3 P. Q8 `0 L! n52.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,
I 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
5 v# C4 F0 @0 m1 Y5 [& z' }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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' p/ k9 p- b: a; V* u9 J3 Y! Q$ N54.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。
$ R* n5 U) R0 N. n4 l( |我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
$ i( y/ l( `* bThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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; ^5 ^! N8 w8 X6 S0 p9 ?7 A4 M56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
7 }/ ?/ ]9 c; I- E# ~, o: CThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

# B3 ^+ N& S3 j) l; I( P57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
' N) r8 J" ]9 z5 G/ v" \The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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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/ a# e' p) g7 t# b) E59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 C) j4 c0 z8 C) Y  UThought 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。
5 v/ S& `- V" _$ l% yI 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
3 ^5 b% t& p/ _2 U& R“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