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
! d* D9 |# w5 v' p; a4 x4 K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。
1 W3 f$ H; M, x* W- dLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
) s, D+ u1 o8 E0 ^5 j, {Woman, 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。　　　　
5 U# t! v9 J/ {1 o" i它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
2 h% ~9 j3 H5 |8 a- j5 r2 Y) MIt 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。
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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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4 e$ R* ]$ b# c5 {1 a% p2 R6 ]3 g36.我有群星在天上，
8 c" z' q6 }( q  Y2 n但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
6 N4 F* w( ~- ?2 {' F5 |9 o3 i. \But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

& h' L1 q9 {  ]3 g. j( ]% V37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 R$ U! x9 u  u! G2 [5 l7 a- `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.

# n1 _- r6 I- I: M38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
4 x$ f% e0 [  X$ f/ h( ZGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

/ m7 \; Q3 c8 E0 `) f& E39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
( [# ?1 C$ A8 G* o0 Y: a出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
, [4 k8 ~* i0 K( ]  w9 U4 rThe 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.
: n) j. M  n- IMy 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.

41.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。
8 J% O8 m- A: E0 M- e$ xGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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- V4 B8 V+ c3 v: l. F! V8 u3 X- O42.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。
6 A. K* Y) u/ L6 n$ l$ R) O1 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.
: P# t4 U' j! m- ]I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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! }- ~/ V" B1 ~+ ]44.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.

+ v9 u% ]; E' T45.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.

+ ]5 X) {7 D0 J. X4 Z+ c: s46.大的不怕与小的同游。
0 D: i5 ~' [( p居中的却远而避之。
The 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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5 Q! y/ d$ s2 f2 E3 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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, g- q  f9 k5 k8 j: b( `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.

0 ^% r) J; n  U! L+ t0 u; }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。”
) p# |3 C. Y, w: v: b) R; @: wThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, 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.
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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。
: a4 m9 g! b  S" n. Y0 H4 rLove! 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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" N$ ?% _- G5 k53.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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: a/ X8 R* Z. [" r7 B5 w; X- Q54.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
+ l. O) Z! }% _, W( n3 mthe nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
/ R" V+ A) t+ D5 Z4 d我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
5 s+ h+ g  X4 f# II hear the voice of their wings.
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3 F8 X2 J) h6 z56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
5 w2 z2 }4 D  L2 t! X4 L& yThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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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
8 B; t  s5 ?% a" {0 `$ a* s% @: O0 Uin 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？
+ f/ f/ E/ w! g; l( vThat 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?

8 a8 O1 {! n$ c' _. k9 \- w8 M59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% A$ ^/ ?% ?) r  _# W' N+ m! ^3 b& MThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

; d3 H: U# t- f60.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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
: R/ b' q( ^( |' |& T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