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.

/ \- q, Q3 o' I0 K9 Y0 {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。
2 l$ ]  c& p. x5 h- V4 [6 U( ^5 vLet 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。
* z4 i7 ~7 i% |5 A! s2 BWoman, 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。　　　　
3 z) Q  B2 |) Z6 k$ c它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
# t# O7 Q5 N/ rOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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. {* Y& ^9 K% i. r35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
2 ]8 e1 P0 y0 I4 t) J7 b1 hThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
+ _6 J' I3 r3 [& ESave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

5 G& q2 a$ G! F/ L) z. H9 S36.我有群星在天上，
5 `  Q  c* P; X  i但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) ?2 `/ O2 `$ X! Q* h+ pI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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  g. L' |3 \2 R) u4 n% b37.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.

38.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.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
( M9 D* [  C. z% D4 p9 _出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
1 K! J& D6 O& X  H- _& k: |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.
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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% z6 H8 x. X0 z3 h9 C41.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.

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，
5 |8 B6 ^6 B' P% T( ~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.
, M! t) [% V+ w9 b' t- NI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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: K% t' a4 t) |5 P7 r- {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。”
$ R1 u6 ?, |' n4 S3 NWho 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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* q% X) m# O4 h% l! g44.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.
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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.

  ^! a1 T% ]7 a) @# }46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
% f* a& b* h4 }/ N1 x( x. fThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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0 L/ I6 ]" V* h) r" ^# ^  B4 d47.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.

& ~; r* O+ A6 K- ^48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
3 y5 y+ y  n. Q( a! H$ LPower 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.

- d' G8 b8 x) |4 r7 J! J# z1 ]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
1 h. O1 z$ v& x' ]; [4 x0 gchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

0 `- ~: @6 c: T% P51.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。
, ?9 V$ z+ v6 r9 y: M/ O" Z" ?Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
# k) w- [) i; T+ b5 `* e0 OI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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' C# Q7 g, C! H. D# M& n( e53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
- g, C9 y9 D, l' v天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
1 h6 k: n. h; {8 Y2 [' X: D6 T% v: cfirefly 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。
' A4 q  o7 N. ?  dIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

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。
  T4 y' B3 y# L- _1 c; Q' ^/ i3 J, {Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
5 r/ f- \6 I5 o' b2 \8 wI hear the voice of their wings.
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, k: {# r; N0 x56.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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* ?* N. a0 o) c# f1 O0 @8 d6 y57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
4 f8 m$ P, s; {5 L  z4 [& u$ C  TThe 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？
6 }* j; m! F1 E, {3 c8 CThat 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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0 t  J  M3 L) y$ ]( \- G59.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.
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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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
6 `& q0 i) O) w  m6 U3 Y0 c“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
5 A5 ~" `' z/ _2 _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