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。
/ C9 Y7 |# G1 d# y* 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.
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2 Z; @: X/ B. l- \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。
& L4 h+ W, K8 y$ I/ s" F& nWoman, 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.

# b* Q# R$ l* V; M35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
, R: m) \: A0 U; x把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
& a* }5 Y0 f% a, T: ]The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save 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。
9 P4 n! p/ P% D# bI have my stars in the sky.
* ~. Y) ?( V4 x. D* p1 |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.
; @6 T; K$ A. d' H* GWash thy soul with silence.

. H% {# N4 y5 s, i4 w5 U2 Z, V. v38.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。
/ j, H$ \+ |: V- Z3 N出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
0 _/ N  M- L: Z6 Z! P9 S3 U) {The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
0 k; H* s! k/ S9 @) {1 d' Q  H. t, ECome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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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8 ]( O7 N$ A' y. z2 ]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% r' l% `2 @' `God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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.
( Y  c, J% k  _$ h  oI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

1 G8 o  G. X0 j. o  H43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
% f: C: w5 [" J& W& T6 U$ w3 Y( E$ t瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
6 x& K' ^5 f" GWho 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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6 {2 G6 I+ Y: |  ~5 }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.

) ^  F, Y/ z# w! |/ O45.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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% {' `: P# U) N, F- h46.大的不怕与小的同游。
* d" g8 Z% A" ], F8 ?4 I5 z0 Q  W居中的却远而避之。
! P$ Q9 w5 P( ?" gThe 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.

, p1 ^9 c; W; I3 _2 O49.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。
) a5 n$ {+ d: G( ZWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

2 x0 D1 l* T) G) {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。
6 L7 ?* \7 q/ g% m/ Q, k/ k  R9 h$ x. TThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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( \$ ?  d" r  P( m% _' m52.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,
" Y4 Z3 h/ D6 z. @; fI can see your face and know you as bliss.

# S1 p) Z  |6 O$ q2 j2 f  ~) m: X53.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.
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' ~2 P* C4 S! N6 x5 q1 y3 v54.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
$ K2 [4 J  X% ?. ~, Othe nest of my silence.

' e* Q- K' k' H4 S* @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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
/ L. c3 O9 k7 q- [9 s3 p/ VI 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

4 E6 L) p3 b2 I! T57.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
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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？
% w* j* }7 `% x1 k# _3 RThat 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?

# h) f- ]  G5 u) D: x! l  b- f! d% o, B* c1 h59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% J5 X5 ?; ?" y* J* MThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

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
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
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