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。
0 w  Y# y3 Q5 x0 |: u0 i5 EWhen 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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7 m3 v7 h- v  a32.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。
) ^2 x2 I/ R# D1 ILet 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。
$ T) _& y% R# ~7 K$ N& N$ k; i+ R3 EWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
8 I! Y  _+ W. Z它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
6 G* k, H7 L0 f- `% o6 yOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
  _& N2 c- a& }It 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。
9 Q" S" E: G- w5 m8 Z% O" p把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
- I6 m, e( n4 @3 ZThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.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.
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% {. v: f* O% A# S( s+ c- w( |37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
5 R; y/ G* o+ v4 ~$ F( q0 V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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38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
1 v; }  w' H- y3 c! U: D; [) UGaps 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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
8 ~5 F/ ~7 }* h  `  k  SCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

5 c; {( Q& a/ L4 l' y40.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.
: s! F7 J- K1 @/ V0 _2 SMy 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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0 p/ x) Z; s1 x. Q+ ?( l6 z41.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。
% J) [3 k  g' [, V0 O) ]5 c4 hGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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: ^/ \) A/ C; G9 `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。
" U. H( n  V) `: |; SThis 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.

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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

4 M: j, R, `- S9 w8 z% D: F44.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.

, F0 U) s" }' G2 `6 |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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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
+ x1 {3 N3 ]" mThe 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。
4 @9 o8 C. W+ W! D- K% PThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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+ K4 E  K; e2 H6 S8 p48.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。
9 d4 H2 Z) D# `8 G7 d# @: UWhen 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。”
# h' g7 I# T5 L) L! BThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

5 ~! m7 x2 V0 ~( _51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The 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,
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。”
4 T. T1 D1 u: l0 n& a天上的星不回答它。
& o& u+ a" ^0 Z: d- ~5 g6 PThe 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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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
the nest of my silence.
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  a; K+ l4 J! y# ^. x55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 b+ P8 y- m0 o1 [) m我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
! J6 y7 `& S; f4 g9 @/ IThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

1 d* F8 A* O  u* ^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.
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$ l& N6 B6 ]8 i: @3 ?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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5 W( h# l% j9 @2 D) [3 ?: I58.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？
+ S4 ^$ O3 `3 U, ^: `9 iThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
5 F+ B' @# r7 U' q9 O. g& Q4 IThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

7 W$ S% B( p0 S60.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
" f: p$ `- q$ P  M3 z“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