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
) _: G1 Q) e) D) j, V$ ]各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
% i5 c! I% \* \1 N/ b0 A- `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。
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。
. B  ~3 R: `  G: S+ i& j, eWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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' z+ z% G, C8 K! T& n* x5 |34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
" {; b1 f7 w- G! g它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
3 V8 c3 X. m) k$ l9 vOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
4 e" d4 M! L: l" B  t6 M$ I0 i6 jIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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* y6 m" l6 h* ]  u+ @. C35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
* A9 \' `8 g, G' ]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.
# q$ Q7 J! i, f! u0 KSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
  a# p$ ~! j+ ~" s) x但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) V, u. o9 p0 u. o& I3 TI 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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/ B) ~0 S0 R% k% {38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
5 j% @0 p; B! g7 H& ~+ ~+ U1 XGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
& B4 p# F, ?; n: o  q# F4 xThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
, p( B6 d# _8 `! g' R5 c7 WCome 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.
5 ^$ v1 w1 ~, ?& W" m) i2 ZMy 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。
; L- k0 `4 U1 ]/ x* @- tGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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8 D; o! _& X7 j' X. ^: ~, 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。
0 M7 T9 m( _3 ~  aThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
! Y/ \2 Q! R8 M3 }6 TI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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- `: Y2 {& R3 e( V3 ]/ v. W43.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.
6 j4 I7 Y$ p3 e9 Y8 xI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

& M2 x9 d  V9 g  j4 ~6 j/ y44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
2 r7 S  O/ z% RBy 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。
; N1 y6 {: W0 h3 K# H! gSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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  b; ?/ `( N7 ]6 f9 B7 |$ l5 W; e46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
2 ^( y' ~7 H4 _6 b1 V4 ]" L9 y* CThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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$ |/ [: v9 ]* {! W47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
- l8 T$ h; J! c8 r; V2 b/ _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。
+ e# S" V% ~# l7 W( h3 pPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

7 \5 o. ^4 }+ |3 C/ ~& A# n: L49.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。
+ I& [( p0 j+ QWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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! r" d% @0 _# D! L% ]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.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

8 E3 i) d7 X8 i- q; \( H& O* o' j/ u52.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。
1 h" W6 I% |* DLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
4 Y, g( @+ A/ J8 d; JI can see your face and know you as bliss.

2 p6 r# E6 {- `% q1 G5 {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。”
" F5 w. s: c. N" [天上的星不回答它。
* f7 ?' j0 J1 M7 M) VThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
; e+ Q3 D8 T& Afirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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
+ I/ _% {+ c) I  t9 ?( ]" B" q9 _- [the nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
' K% W( x, V' O* s我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
% u8 X' i8 U0 J, `. tThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
7 s+ e1 s. k; j1 L" b0 |2 \0 }. oI hear the voice of their wings.

2 y0 c( I+ C6 V: d56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
2 n; e  G; v9 r# @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。
, U3 o5 C1 z/ q' q/ p% LThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
4 }4 y4 N1 P6 ?$ N( win songs.

% [) p! O. k6 Q# K3 }5 n0 B58.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？
) a$ i8 D9 k$ ~. MThat 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.

6 {6 ^& r, w9 W9 @% Z# k! C# p+ O5 k60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
# U, u& s5 |% a5 `I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
3 z* V, {4 I, o3 {6 {8 Vfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
( [2 f! Y+ V  F. D“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