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。
, i8 Y2 `" K0 e8 ]& R, XWhen 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.

% Z0 y; Y7 z: C, A32.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。
. A' r& d4 Q$ K5 y. t& t: ILet 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。
1 U2 N+ t( a  P. v( YWoman, 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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; Q/ D% K1 Z+ t7 O" B0 w, m35.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。
% Q; Q0 [0 w% ^$ U# ?( C  iThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
$ E* U8 M4 A$ r* F' T) j$ G9 f7 CSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
: z8 L6 E# Y; f1 w0 T% B8 E但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
; p  g: a$ i. P0 G9 S8 dBut 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。
3 Z& O4 i3 Z: O, aThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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* R' J/ W6 l' K38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
( k" O2 q% [4 r9 YGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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& m& z, \; d) N5 l, I! r39.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.
% V! W& V7 e& I8 O6 w- \: O: x. `Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

, c% R2 @+ u7 C( u5 K7 ?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.
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, o: l: X6 }( {9 L' I+ z41.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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  @$ \  \0 J* O42.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。
1 u- r  \+ R9 j5 f* \This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- e; j4 n5 c* G% \3 w7 _2 a$ pI 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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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" ~( h% _& M, n' U44.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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
9 ~0 @7 r7 @9 J- H6 M: ], N4 u% uThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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. t8 m8 s- B; F5 z47.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.

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.

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。
& Z, n. @) ~0 V5 j: ^$ dWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
- N4 y0 p8 a% ]% mchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
7 p* [- [6 F' fThe 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。
0 T1 J3 i! G7 y  t0 |( qLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ ~6 I7 |5 V, c( Z/ T/ k! MI 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。
The 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。
% R# O) u7 H9 r6 D% i: eIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 a# M2 E4 l- A+ u我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( ?4 y; T- ^% y1 F' p+ oI hear the voice of their wings.
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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
$ L' ]% q' l0 h3 iThe 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。
; r. D7 p, U, ^0 u1 p0 w5 P. g) UThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
4 v/ o7 Q2 g$ X/ gin songs.

: W* d6 {% M3 V: ^0 E9 a4 x  [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？
# _; h; L" S4 E( ?, @0 oThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 F' a+ c* Y6 E; O6 K0 F  ^Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

+ a# g: ^! p* M* {; ^/ k* w60.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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
/ p; j- ~, X" P8 j( `% z“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