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
+ C' t7 N7 U; P* W; T( Z各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
+ U# `  ?" k& C3 x) M" _  D4 V. E1 }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.
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2 F/ h- J2 o' D32.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。
8 M9 f  H9 n3 y" x  E1 ]5 KLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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' H3 l* r) s0 ?7 e! k33.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。
9 j' o; S1 W" S  t. I9 R) uWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

3 _* A* y) T' U5 G; G34.一个忧郁的声音，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.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
% s. ?0 \6 l3 R$ C把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
5 Z' R6 {8 C) H2 u* T, q! SThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
# y+ [, S6 E) p0 \  z3 JSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

! c! ]' ]7 ]5 A5 X/ }! n7 {# Z- W36.我有群星在天上，
% w, b9 d! @' J但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
+ }& L9 @2 ]+ ~+ n/ Z, UBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

, C" H2 h; ?4 I2 K- O9 _37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
" x2 I- t' C! u+ r) B: K% WThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

; Y/ }" I1 H$ Q% F- v/ o38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
; a/ }6 P& ?* |0 f4 mGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
4 r- {' ?9 x4 Q; U8 r( [1 I出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
. U* m8 Z2 Q* m1 MThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
# [2 A* L! N7 T' V  R' q& q$ SCome 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.
3 _2 u* A% {. u" [9 {2 OMy 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.

4 Z, f/ g7 h2 t. H41.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.

# f4 D  M) w- n" `- S- F) M42.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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& G7 J. j& N- [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。”
9 X% C6 i8 b* {$ \Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

% ?" y6 x- z3 i! b44.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.
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/ S' R+ E) Y( }+ w: k. \4 r3 j46.大的不怕与小的同游。
5 U% }) p3 F' N8 g; z( ?* H居中的却远而避之。
0 j3 @- b6 Z  v+ w. Y! qThe 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.

& M* D, m* I( |5 K& F* |48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
& b; c* G! ~% T$ Z8 Q: s. MPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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7 T. W8 A1 E6 q1 K49.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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$ K, [4 @, T; B) _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.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
$ c) ^" J7 ]: p. vThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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5 s3 v" d" N# K7 ], w( d( w. Q52.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。
$ L- r0 f7 {3 C7 ~$ G6 QLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 I/ F# N. \, L5 |- j. ]! e$ j' t3 _firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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  ~& s$ {8 F9 K, j7 L; r54.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.
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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。
+ R0 K1 R' [: x* ]- {7 _# aThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

0 i# j* u4 N, a; |5 k56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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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.
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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？
1 h. \2 H( D) BThat 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.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
7 K& x, ?- C/ H6 I4 u. d) RI 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
# S' V. }: P' L+ z& N. ?9 e3 @“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