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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
" D& q& l+ Y. E% N9 _, HWhen 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.
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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。
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.
6 m. ?- w/ a  X, B1 p/ ]* SIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 k, }4 d0 }: j" L% M4 v35.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。
- {3 o8 I" P  m7 S% `The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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1 h' Z" t7 J8 W! I9 W36.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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
1 B5 z* n) v: E; w; JThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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# \6 D# ~' a2 Z% A- R: T' R38.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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/ D0 {3 E) b8 f+ Y* D39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& R* {4 R0 ?4 k; H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.
$ U. s- B4 @6 h% @, s6 n" {& CCome 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.
2 y+ u& m5 @4 W; G% I8 HMy 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.

  q2 k8 b  k- M, B7 l' U* Y42.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.
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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.
: _' q) V! X4 A: y7 Y  ~I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

8 O" g& [1 N+ h! {) C/ j44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, c: c) P: Z' D! HBy 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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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. _' J$ U: l% ?. U1 x: w46.大的不怕与小的同游。
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。
! o; l0 p1 t. d9 z9 h0 @The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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% ~7 Y% ]! X5 T8 X$ z# z48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
; X( l% r& k2 LPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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) |* M$ G# @& S49.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。
' d6 `' z* I; K% YWhen 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。”
  X# o* \7 P% p' [% G2 p" W  v$ ~The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* k) K" j. v9 P  v% `* Hchildren, 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.

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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; v. N5 @% m. q: B$ m- i53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
# b, P+ i. |2 t2 h* ~' K8 C7 v天上的星不回答它。
, K6 N/ F' Z1 A, ]& e- W( k$ ^The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 K, T% Z- k' n5 t$ xfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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, q9 m! s; P/ @" N/ d" `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
the nest of my silence.

! ^2 ^; k! l! C- V8 I4 @55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 \' t7 `' i- m, i* D6 M+ [' t+ ?我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
- _; S2 R& S' }6 t9 yI 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。
8 t& ?3 W1 R; S' b# uThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

' ~3 X) H! f& c57.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.

2 P, r- Q  m+ ^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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; b: |% G- I2 O& i59.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。
" p' O$ z  I* ~+ hI 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
+ V4 o7 j) K' Z% n“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
9 I+ r* s' L( l+ I1 ]$ E. a& |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