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
4 \! k# P9 A: \& f4 u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。
2 n1 @1 Z4 m7 Q5 |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。　　　　
! E3 H! M1 B- Y/ C( I, w+ I2 R- V) X+ y它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- q2 A! k2 m2 o8 K; c. H0 IIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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8 b, `* S1 M7 K1 ]% L* q35.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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
% E' s3 I, q6 g8 q, U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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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
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.
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) c& Z% r9 y" y9 O38.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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  `4 M( H! l7 B' m$ I39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
' x) L9 b) E5 |1 j  L4 {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.
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.
My 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.

( \$ ?, P5 y4 L- W+ g3 K41.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.

" D5 p/ }# z( }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，
1 c7 |' k# D* a3 g5 W" N3 ?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.

, n7 r6 Z4 R; L0 k1 A7 P8 ~43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
$ n8 C) N1 b, K2 U: U瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
' }" ~+ s9 b* F- c  y/ q( BWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
+ ~3 a6 O: `* b) L2 W( EI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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* E6 r1 k. H& d4 i; ~, m- H9 l) c0 g; [44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% B6 D0 X* D2 k! Y6 N3 UBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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% V- D" m' U$ U4 _/ g: K3 E45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 r+ a4 w1 u4 F7 Q& W( F6 e+ PSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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, O! y" h0 l( ~6 x6 s46.大的不怕与小的同游。
' Q6 o# K1 }9 A2 T& r/ L居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
) @2 ?% v: |; APower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
7 L7 ]  U/ D  w* U8 g8 _$ b1 ^$ kWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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4 Q/ d9 ^9 u/ u# x9 Y6 q50.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.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
# s9 F, V8 }/ _  f/ w/ rThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* w! z$ z. I0 }" z52.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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! |+ }3 h( X( k) O' t7 y* V: ]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。
- x% p& O$ L9 N+ J: W: P3 ^5 F/ KThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
9 U/ E! e3 J* Y# ffirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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, a( C0 A' v3 r5 A& f; H54.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。
; B& Q6 b! [1 m6 PIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
  _& O* i3 a; C! w8 a; B( ^: rthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
/ {& l+ ~- t4 JThoughts 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。
* W. G* j& X% U* q8 o. yThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

/ P  Z' s7 P. q( w2 _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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6 ]5 u5 V% N0 N3 F59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
3 W% H- n& N) s( ^4 [8 a) RThought 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。
I 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
“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