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。
0 w8 x5 [: ^! ]! [7 r5 jWhen 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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% _: u+ I2 I$ U& z5 q; T* D* ~4 W32.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。
% F: N# f( Q# x# ELet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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; |7 Q  b9 m  g* Y33.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。
/ L0 t# w4 G  \) |: ~7 MWoman, 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。　　　　
% t9 Q+ ]8 m  w8 y它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
7 w& J0 y$ G- z  j5 o& C: I# zOne 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。
8 o. `  `4 ]/ X$ V( K  A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.
' x# d: F' q) }8 e% R, M* n0 w* tSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

$ C8 x- F0 h9 F8 o4 B36.我有群星在天上，
$ i4 ^5 Z& K- O7 C& t) n  w但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! }5 }- \) t# i7 gI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 o4 m. k( ^9 ~) R用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ ^0 j! l5 G0 k) C4 @$ H2 }The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
- ~* U$ S2 i7 \' f2 q( [Wash 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。
7 `9 }2 _1 {+ M6 S+ DGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

) f2 j& H2 i2 t% M6 |9 `3 a8 M39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
3 e5 L3 Q; ?5 W) c  Z0 Q出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
& O& {7 a- q: k6 ?5 ~& R* H, S4 wThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
! M8 Q) l" c' R, g2 V8 Z4 kCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

% _7 s! j- O& u* v3 q3 Y) i40.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.
5 f% m3 i2 ^/ y% G4 CMy 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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5 u" d$ @+ ~0 K" ~! x/ S41.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.

3 [2 r: h1 M2 K" {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.

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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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7 [- [8 G7 q  z0 Y44.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.

45.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。
4 ~& s1 D6 B3 h) n/ ^2 A居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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4 Z' ~% Q2 U: q5 l3 ~8 x+ g47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
# u4 X; Y, q) T5 H2 u' m( w# {The 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。
6 {+ J) H% d! R8 b9 L. M0 I! _Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

" b& w% ~% X! w$ d4 F$ E2 D49.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。
6 Z1 y3 E! j( p! n- wWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

: e1 n. z5 }& K3 X/ ~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。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。
) r% z6 s+ f% h, X9 Q9 p6 xThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
2 Q2 B# a1 B- M5 |; {' \9 mIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
4 q: Y5 H$ Z" i( B% t- \% z7 D* Nthe nest of my silence.

/ \$ A' o5 u% x55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
& o8 ]- l/ u& e) F0 G  X5 l) B我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
" p' D: e) F' a$ H- o' iThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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" Y, w3 y! T" n, q2 P( [' S* j. w56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
, L/ a2 T& f1 `, m/ hThe 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。
$ u& _' M0 ?1 _( cThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
9 i2 e; l6 p/ i0 Qin 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？
  Q5 C8 u' `6 T* nThat 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。
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。
* b# I' U7 ]: O" O1 S( 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
' k; F1 T! |( {) y, L' ~( V- a" G“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