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。
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.
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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。
: F( A! e) d+ m; W2 @Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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! B$ `) C$ E) ]1 X5 k' \( F* y34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
# J- p; Z" V) k0 z* h5 {One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
$ }3 n8 x' G+ R7 o- n1 L5 UIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
$ T) q  w. t! x' V" ]5 V. r把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
! q( ~& @" S2 v8 G# n! [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，
. Y+ r# G# I# m! Q+ z, J2 X9 E但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) O  B( d( B) i( {# T+ GI have my stars in the sky.
" V% j' q  t1 w  v# ~) YBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

& e7 Y1 V4 y6 ~" Q) U, ~: h' o5 m37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
9 v; w; ?/ z$ d5 z; A  u4 T用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
/ G9 l: v( Z$ l4 X5 w* E3 XThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# m) V% E, p  G/ t* t4 VWash 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。
9 y- V% T4 H7 f& J+ h/ R8 SGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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( r4 y% N. G& \7 t( b8 F4 M& N9 c39.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.
Come 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.
# m) {0 A+ }- Y) z' uMy 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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4 a4 r" p/ M" w1 L; ]$ D! ~/ i6 ]$ E41.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.
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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。
+ N/ r7 a8 q$ }6 f* p. wThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- f% s) f4 F: N" Q* XI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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& v/ w, Q! T& i' `! V4 T43.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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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# Z. d. x! N7 K) 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.

5 [" e7 F) g8 x! v5 \+ i45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
) y! _, }' @- d9 P* 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.

2 ]$ Y+ D" R& o& e" b, e1 q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
" |* p. p1 a. S/ b% [Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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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* J+ R8 W+ |/ k50.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
6 w; p# d( q2 vchildren, 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.

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,
+ L2 {1 D* a  H  j& QI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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/ ]3 F+ a8 u9 S, _7 K54.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。
/ D& d( i5 f9 B! Y6 o) f) K. K" |2 FIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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- @$ W* v# r5 C1 Y55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
8 o0 @" F* f( S) F. N我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
2 _8 }" {1 A0 R, o3 OI hear the voice of their wings.
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: e/ @& N2 H- L- l6 |$ h56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
7 ]. x9 }! P# `; m+ QThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

; S: q% b2 D5 @! ^/ E/ c/ d/ l+ P- ^57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
% I& L9 C8 C" r. x/ Y3 n* _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？
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?
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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。
, R; i& M/ {5 z, ~# N# e3 QThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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. Z& e* w; u) G5 V5 x2 w& Q60.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
1 X8 |/ [% ?3 t% X3 G; f" v- 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