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.

/ O+ `0 s- v  ~& s* t1 ?1 S32.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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4 b7 K9 W) L  L9 a/ F5 K33.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。
+ ?- E9 R" C0 k6 Q9 @/ gWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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- l( j/ G% w& n7 o7 e$ U34.一个忧郁的声音，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.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
& w' o( {2 I( R8 d) t把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
$ o" l* J4 `  V3 h. o3 AThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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4 ^4 k$ L, b4 b* o4 Z, ^% A36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
7 F& W) j5 l: _1 }; S0 a* t. s% y  DI have my stars in the sky.
! V; ?6 V# ?* U% w) CBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' M( x# N; {) Q' D# {: j. e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.

4 m' u  V( j. J( ~38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
0 `0 r3 Q6 a9 JGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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) M$ Q: G# m0 `- E7 \0 s+ r39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
2 e* K+ B2 v  G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.

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.
; i( X1 ~  _% a0 C7 a1 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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; f1 U7 g1 L$ B; H1 i41.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。
3 _% `1 G- q9 i6 f$ IGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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1 V. x# R: n, Z0 ?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，
- ]; [; d0 t! a( t' m: u% `/ ?- T6 ~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.
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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。”
7 D$ o, m4 c: N; {- d" v% WWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
0 Z' T; O0 T6 t, O" w" fI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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- h* `' P4 Q* q. s44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: _2 U5 [- C5 x( w5 g2 PBy 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。
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。
. R! s0 Z# Q. u/ `! k2 ?; R居中的却远而避之。
% _8 K. W" m4 ?0 b3 S- vThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

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.
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2 p: \+ j, t$ l% U48.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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7 F4 y5 j) Z7 M5 ^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.

+ Q5 \6 |% ]: c4 u50.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
* @7 ~, \! K0 n( n; S- ~+ q1 O4 bchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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. L( {+ S) _1 q0 U9 `1 z51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' E! T# k: h' I$ ^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。
( J! S; |7 r0 v: ]Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。
. k# v5 @# u/ i& wThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( \* |/ g& Z" g5 R% H: \7 Wfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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! K. a" s% f! f, w- Q8 T54.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。
& o3 k3 d1 x- B4 _In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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8 N$ \( v% i2 [( H55.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.
I 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。
  h0 h) j! ~! o4 `8 }The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

3 W, E7 Z) [) H57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
+ O" W  S" m; L, Y- q4 W3 PThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

. A$ }/ i1 R1 q; c& S60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
4 R2 _2 s: N% v5 tI 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
9 I6 ?3 Z3 F5 Y5 T- h1 r" d" u“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