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
8 r8 f- l9 E& N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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

$ z4 ?: o! b+ n* Z% Z3 e  a33.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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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! {; |0 x2 O3 }  Y- 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。”
, }7 Y, ~8 G) }4 r* \7 @! NOne 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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# m4 {" N  [4 _# z4 }35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
3 q4 T) k! [' i* l把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
( s; ^1 Z- a6 J" j' [3 H* B6 ]The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; {! H& |! E- U5 G# r, H* ISave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
' \1 e3 K  L. U5 V% y- b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。
7 @, j, m/ _3 f# _0 a, qThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

/ m8 A% U8 u& W' Y  H5 g38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
7 G+ |* e5 u+ l) V' e  E3 [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。
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.
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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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。
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，
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.
1 R0 B+ r1 g7 u+ {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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& L* m4 d( Q) @' B& ?I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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5 p5 N  D# i9 d4 n( v3 g' c44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 q( k3 z3 i8 aBy 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。
; u! E4 z2 n# q4 d6 i" USilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

, u. }! L( G' v  W& P46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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' G/ w% q; d& H# o# ]% b47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
% i2 {0 j/ g# a0 t  y, O  s, AThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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* T6 Q2 Q3 s" T' n( j48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
) ], G: M# p  L! yPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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6 p$ E9 s/ _* `4 b9 a6 U49.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.

$ X7 l& ~! u  s50.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
& p( r% N8 c4 f8 J6 }7 y' W, v3 I# ]children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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" I! d7 |" z' }' B- X& @$ T2 I51.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.
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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。
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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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。
" M- }; [3 w3 h; B' w7 tIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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。
( ^+ V& K, m# v' Y  g% R我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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- q& x$ P( O: V' g5 Y$ m56.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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/ k$ y0 m: x" d7 g# ^/ B57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
/ l; E$ A( b; S6 IThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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, F5 x9 k1 I  c  W7 K" J0 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？
! u2 Z" V. t, B4 I1 wThat 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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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
9 A3 H9 \$ a) Z, [5 D4 qI 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 O/ T8 N: [+ ]" \# z# i“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
4 L. ^: D, ^& w& _" p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