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
) k! Z7 i; P' C3 a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.
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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.

( w$ ]5 W# @; J+ [) D( z, }7 {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。
; @& N5 S( z$ K1 T& VWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

- K- d; c" ^! U9 j" y" F34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
  _$ q9 {2 I4 {& S; `8 D它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
( C" a9 t& k6 E+ p. x6 W; J# Z# }One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
( M* c2 f2 G! Y% gIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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& K" J0 X! f4 Q) E' x' i( k35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
2 n5 Z- m9 F0 y- }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.

6 ^$ h# k4 F% c1 q) M1 @4 e( R36.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.
9 R$ Y5 S* e$ O( ^) @* E& c. d% nBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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  _  o. g, F3 P37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 q' l3 H- p$ R$ c5 y用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
6 K( f5 _0 g5 h; OThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# z. {0 Q" e% Z* O  k# [! jWash thy soul with silence.

38.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.

6 u! h/ i# o! J. n39.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.
5 h4 |$ m$ ]. p* ~$ T6 g# T3 oCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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% q0 ?7 d" D) r40.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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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。
. U* J% W( P4 u! ~7 k6 TGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

# v, ~+ z" e" ~6 B% e42.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，
* u+ U4 a8 n: k4 O' [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.

& ~1 t' z: V' a8 t43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
, s. e& z/ C% Q  z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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44.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.

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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% W6 g, B: f8 k+ K3 h8 x46.大的不怕与小的同游。
+ {: x: t2 Z) u- ?: p# l, }% n6 I4 |8 H居中的却远而避之。
  f) P$ N1 D% F" j  ^The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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/ s; |/ d& Z/ X0 @/ _% O47.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。
Power 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。
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。”
4 h6 L' C3 w: D% u- pThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
5 x* y& Q9 P+ N# Y; o7 mchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' Y! T. m, O9 v. D* qThe 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
  K2 |0 f. M; o$ u' f( q1 RI can see your face and know you as bliss.

( Z& x) b# c! y1 ^1 U3 P* R9 I& A53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
1 \$ P5 u8 W3 k天上的星不回答它。
. h- ?& S. I8 K' g8 XThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* ~! f- |. j% g7 Q& ^  Z  m2 s; @! Mfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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& J- g; c# G; H4 ?: l! u! }& [7 {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
( g9 s& |7 \# dthe nest of my silence.
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" [. [" r. I2 }- L. t4 ?55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
) |- t! a! @6 I' y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 p( x% F$ s5 m( A' O0 q! k) y" eI 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。
( ~: A' F: s4 q% `$ nThe 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。
% \& v5 S; b, sThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

1 t1 D4 m9 _4 z5 S1 A0 e% W/ k3 a58.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?

$ R6 Z" ]! t6 g" W7 I! O( \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。
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
" h9 @' M; i) M/ l“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