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。
( v' e$ T. v  u7 [8 oWhen 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.

" Q# X, A: e. |/ V. J2 P% V32.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。
' d& A1 B2 r2 q/ |% L  F" rLet 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。
0 o# C' m- z1 o5 PWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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0 F  Y- X, ^; w; f2 e& i5 D: C: z34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
) i3 w5 x9 q; }7 J它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
/ ]5 m* |0 E* N, S$ D! E/ NOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
/ [$ G9 B2 V5 e+ l/ FIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

9 f/ ^2 l/ U3 E35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
8 S; A5 Y. w4 Z) k3 T) _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.
; f5 @% z6 M$ G! x" U, R! ^# KSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.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。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" Z( g' v' B( I* ]/ tWash thy soul with silence.

' H4 O+ T4 ]9 W$ s' y  I4 \( g38.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.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
3 y- p' g2 E: c% r# F+ p2 j出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
6 X9 E8 O# ~$ Z% bThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
0 J( b, q/ R# P" f9 l" J+ eCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

' k. H# i* t* U/ i% Y1 @( A40.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.
' e5 Y* `( |4 YMy 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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) K1 L/ s8 E; O3 ~# \) L; h+ {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。
; @7 a- v1 b+ q/ jGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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.
+ U! j% {" _" }, ^5 v# D5 j/ n* n; vI 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？”
: R% u/ O/ u" q+ Z4 a6 S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.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
; {; Q7 d1 K. s8 p# UBy 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.

0 `: l, @% d' n# [$ j46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
- ]& \8 _  N) R, h  {! YThe 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。
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.

2 j$ J0 `( v) S' C/ p49.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.
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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。”
1 x4 {3 N/ L- f  }+ wThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
$ I8 M0 \+ h0 t; xchildren, 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。
0 f. u8 f- L  vThe 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,
/ h8 H4 c3 L( D# r: K/ o) X+ U9 rI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。
' T9 t; ~  P% R! l0 ?, ^1 ?The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) `8 U! b& k' k2 v3 dfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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0 w1 u- ^& ]* y# K7 |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 n$ `& P. d$ A55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
0 E! ]/ ~' |) Q4 J7 z我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 [6 e" ?7 Z4 \% LI 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。
  p4 ^: O5 z9 D, C0 b5 G- z) TThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

" X+ U  q5 X' X9 ?4 ^5 N57.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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' G& E5 d" i) S+ l% {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？
8 ^4 @8 R- ^) k# P+ n) x& hThat 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?

8 N7 c/ G. r8 \59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
, @* X" O1 L. l4 x4 OThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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( S$ [& e# _9 i$ H60.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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
& t$ u% G2 x! D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