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作者：（印度）拉宾德拉纳特·泰戈尔

出版社：译林出版社

本类榜单：文学

分类：文学 > 外国诗歌

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ISBN：9787544778251
装帧：80g胶版纸
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开本：16开
页数：128
出版时间：2018-04-01
条形码：9787544778251 ; 978-7-5447-7825-1

本书特色

编辑推荐：享誉世界的印度诗人泰戈尔的诗作篇幅简短但富有哲理；形散神聚且语言灵秀感受泰戈尔笔下灵性的芬芳体悟生命与诗歌*美的相遇经典文学名著纯英文珍藏版媒体名人评价：泰戈尔的诗名远远超越了他的国界。 ——冰心每天读一读泰戈尔的诗,可以让我忘却世上的一切痛苦。 ——威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

内容简介

《泰戈尔诗选》属百灵鸟英文经典系列丛书，是印度诗人拉宾德拉纳特·泰戈尔的诗作，本书选取了泰戈尔的两部诗集——《新月集》和《飞鸟集》。《新月集》有一种使人忘记一切艰苦境遇的魅力，使人感到平静安宁；它能把人带到天真的儿童的新月之国里去。短诗集《飞鸟集》则道出了一切事物的意义，含有深刻的哲学见解。

CONTENTS THE CRESCENT MOON… …………………………… 1 THE HOME…………………………………………………… 5 ON THE SEASHORE………………………………………… 6 THE SOURCE………………………………………………… 7 BABY'S WAY………………………………………………… 8 THE UNHEEDED PAGEANT……………………………… 10 SLEEP-STEALER…………………………………………… 12 THE BEGINNING…………………………………………… 14 BABY'S WORLD…………………………………………… 16 WHEN AND WHY…………………………………………… 17 DEFAMATION……………………………………………… 18 THE JUDGE…………………………………………………… 19 PLAYTHINGS………………………………………………… 20 THE ASTRONOMER………………………………………… 21 CLOUDS AND WAVES……………………………………… 22 THE CHAMPA FLOWER…………………………………… 24 FAIRYLAND………………………………………………… 25 THE LAND OF THE EXILE………………………………… 27 THE RAINY DAY…………………………………………… 29 PAPER BOATS……………………………………………… 30 THE SAILOR………………………………………………… 31 THE FURTHER BANK……………………………………… 32 THE FLOWER-SCHOOL…………………………………… 34 THE MERCHANT…………………………………………… 35 SYMPATHY…………………………………………………… 36 VOCATION…………………………………………………… 37 SUPERIOR…………………………………………………… 39 THE LITTLE BIG MAN……………………………………… 40 TWELVE O'CLOCK………………………………………… 42 AUTHORSHIP………………………………………………… 43 THE WICKED POSTMAN…………………………………… 45 THE HERO…………………………………………………… 47 THE END……………………………………………………… 49 THE RECALL………………………………………………… 50 THE FIRST JASMINES……………………………………… 51 THE BANYAN TREE………………………………………… 52 BENEDICTION……………………………………………… 53 THE GIFT…………………………………………………… 54 MY SONG…………………………………………………… 55 THE CHILD-ANGEL………………………………………… 56 THE LAST BARGAIN……………………………………… 57 STRAY BIRDS………………………………………… 59

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THE HOME I paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser. The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, and the widowed land, whose harvest had been reaped, lay silent. Suddenly a boy’s shrill voice rose into the sky. He traversed the dark unseen, leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening. His village home lay there at the end of the waste land, beyond the sugar-cane field, hidden among the shadows of the banana and the slender areca palm, the cocoa-nut and the dark green jack-fruit trees. I stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the starlight, and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and beds, mothers’ hearts and evening lamps, and young lives glad with a gladness that knows nothing of its value for the world.