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
4 q* l  _% i3 P各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
9 o4 B& c' T4 L: P8 WWhen 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.

4 }2 H$ ]% \0 q8 Q0 ]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.

+ S/ A$ F/ \  Y" N33.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。
9 v+ N& q( x+ n: Q0 e  }5 TWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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+ l* ]5 }- M- \0 i* V: x34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 ]/ T, h  U: w7 v2 G" T* KOne 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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3 ~" F5 w# A) |4 e8 s35.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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
( W$ l8 v+ S1 s1 a4 i5 qSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
' k6 r! u) R  a7 a7 `. B5 @$ U- d2 P5 Q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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.
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。
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。
1 y. _- ^8 k+ X8 G# X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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4 V* X5 `8 l. s. U9 C40.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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: B1 x4 ?  R0 G41.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。
) N& |- L$ `$ z" a, l& e* @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，
4 e5 Q1 V4 l: V% L我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
2 v3 v, K/ I6 c" I' J' K7 |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？”
/ \0 p2 j- `. Q, }& y瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
) x* P7 n4 a& P% _$ h9 ^9 K/ uWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

' s1 r* g0 X  v44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
( Z2 {7 M" b! e9 T+ i% ZBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

% i' N, x2 d" Z+ G7 e45.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.

3 O( ]3 L' n' X5 |46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
/ q4 t  @) ^1 @- i9 A% GThe 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.

- e' u, ?/ y! ]( ]% b9 Q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

" ]" K5 X& V# X49.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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# h8 e8 f% [$ i5 j50.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。”
5 o# ~9 G& O" d9 M) u: B0 lThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

7 ]- `. e+ }! r- v" k6 U51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

0 D4 _9 p( c0 P8 T( [* }; j) _& A( N52.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。
" U2 [: h. p6 H9 k* {Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
- h( }6 m6 u! Z4 I8 ^4 t# Y$ lI 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。”
1 z* V; s+ j9 e+ T: |天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ w: \8 I6 L% z* N1 J3 ]+ rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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
% l4 R( r1 B  K, h( w+ `. Fthe nest of my silence.

1 T$ v: y! {5 K7 G( l" k55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
: e5 x' V2 ~5 s" s% z! V我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
4 U9 N. I; k& C: t. N6 m( zI hear the voice of their wings.

5 a. I. n7 b/ E2 [56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
+ y& U# A9 d) u9 FThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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7 N0 m1 |, s3 T5 V5 Q2 b/ U, p57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
1 F3 x; q" x& kThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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  h% \7 q1 {5 q$ Q58.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.
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% I2 W/ d$ A! [( u* U0 N: R9 J5 G60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
% ]3 F6 }6 E( c/ J- kI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
2 u2 S# i7 `, u2 ]2 Qfilled 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
4 @! F1 o# S3 x1 f% C# O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