泰戈尔诗7

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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
" V; {. C. w# Q' [8 b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.

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.

7 f, n; A% j- w33.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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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.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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# ~8 B2 f9 o8 J' _0 u" F35.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.
. I1 a) C& O2 h: JSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

1 M: ?9 o" o( E, j36.我有群星在天上，
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$ h$ O  ~% ~! }I have my stars in the sky.
8 j- D# ~+ s8 o/ S3 ZBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 t# m% l4 Q  S) ]用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
+ E; E) J; W. rThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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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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% R" b* F, h) V; m2 A- }39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
# a% {" E- D) g, z出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
' Y# l+ s  k/ @The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.
- j$ I! _8 ^% W0 `3 u& ~6 z/ X2 N0 vMy 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.
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- I( O& [4 C, e9 W42.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，
7 w0 o! t' V7 o6 [5 h0 ?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.

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。”
- \1 k' \3 \# OWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& G- C5 h" M+ TI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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, w, V. I- w6 o) S$ j- }! @3 p' }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.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 `/ D% o. ~4 }+ l9 KSilence 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。
  \! N( B# R7 B( Z) O1 dThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

0 o& \" @. J" a: y1 e47.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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9 o$ }$ V8 |, L6 H5 c5 M49.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.

* h6 O$ N8 l8 {6 [  K50.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。”
5 O( P" Q& `' G8 A0 yThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
2 ~- Z# _3 C5 a9 Achildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

7 W, }! B" d- m2 n! c% F51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

3 T% L% W! g$ G/ j- u  y52.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。
) \# K! k  E" S5 xLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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9 X6 |! x, `/ K. e5 J+ p53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

1 |6 c& \2 |2 G9 E# A- G: 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
) H( v' u/ |9 ?" Ithe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 P; n1 n1 Y' u+ v5 W  [# F我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
" z. ~( o; y2 X. \( k: ?  gThoughts 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。
  B: y' s; V8 I0 _% b: X8 _The 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
in songs.
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& P4 Y. a# g0 i58.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？
. |% `8 D& p( h( A# h1 qThat 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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) @- D. ?/ _. z+ H7 u3 H, }8 l59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
/ h& K; e& D4 U  ^7 k  XI 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
( ?9 U( O6 u! p: n6 d“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
8 y1 I: H' G0 b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