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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
, ]2 C; C5 B: U" e* @5 F8 r, j# |: f各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
+ |: k1 C9 V% y+ c# d& P( S# ~+ SWhen 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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! e- l/ n. p. c2 r1 Y32.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。
0 x4 O D9 P+ ?5 B% OLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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$ q2 Y: o, L, R: U" 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。 ; b# X" y, w9 X
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. 8 C' p7 i+ o6 L
9 l. E# k# p7 Y/ k. U( ]34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。
) L7 G# _* k: W, K, |) h9 s它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
z8 Q$ A! ]8 R$ qOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. / V8 w) H+ s0 P. L
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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$ L8 K0 i+ F4 f35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
; x) G5 J! s3 z2 o把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 0 u' I3 j4 y# J9 |
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. 5 G% d T3 V+ I5 t2 Y* a
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. ) _$ @5 N0 W/ M& a& x
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36.我有群星在天上, 3 D9 C9 Q7 S/ |, G
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
) x" L; R0 g, B/ nI have my stars in the sky. 6 C5 j q X8 l7 q3 F5 W
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. 7 \, j9 |# g/ N9 p* x3 w, r* W2 ]0 j! w* f
8 {' k. e& q/ s7 a3 H37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
7 n* S7 M: K- {7 T用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 2 x, T+ C; P3 c; b
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
% V9 R, }- r1 T+ p! Q3 S! QWash thy soul with silence. / X: b# G$ i/ h+ O6 W
7 F% g# A S- G [7 r% _0 f1 B9 M9 p38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
/ b9 c/ G1 m( M/ iGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. + S7 q, J' N3 b- } L$ w
8 P8 h, V( j( F8 `3 ~ F) ~/ q) `. ~39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。 . K6 ~) H' H& Z+ L
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 - j3 W' x- I5 O8 e: p" W
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. $ e3 Y _/ a! G* G
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. $ m# p. A0 T' X$ t- P
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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.
3 N2 H9 v8 h* w% { J* ^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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) N7 V _/ ^; g9 |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。
9 a# g8 P" Q2 L T! SGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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8 h. n& ]# Y% w, D42.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,
r& E- l1 R3 F) ?0 J( W我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
" |' n# W, ~1 o2 j* S' dThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
3 L0 x) O, K1 D; [. ^$ c+ CI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. 8 L+ n6 n: }7 W
" @) R( X; q0 I! X43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
7 u: g3 `4 A1 X6 Y瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” ! E' U3 x Y. D$ i F4 d
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. 1 a' O N$ e9 } Q. n- N' A
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. / U! T. e9 d4 ], c$ b9 U1 \
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
3 X- { C. m* YBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. ! P$ s6 Z6 H4 @+ a: g' Y$ S
( X5 T. H+ @/ m2 h' l45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
- H4 O& A- [+ G: j9 {Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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, C. v$ E+ i' ^; M" j2 B5 i, Y46.大的不怕与小的同游。
6 X0 K: z1 ^; A# P) {居中的却远而避之。 ; o2 i; \( V" [/ Z& A7 E
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. # |% t z! m1 h9 o8 m# [6 n* F
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 9 j0 F5 }" E+ Y0 M
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. ! f! }" Q, O- f* d$ D
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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。 ! j/ {' I4 |7 A2 y0 q, s' ^; _
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. 9 J1 C+ k+ L; m8 b: D* P# o
% q8 B7 v7 |6 g5 a50.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。”
4 w# o% b6 E. _6 V; H) G! YThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick 8 G: |; M# r3 u/ j) U
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。
' n; K' @% {- S( Y, q" zThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. $ e1 y w; \1 B" ?) w6 p) B
! H: t9 o5 A- Q- f* g& _$ L3 X52.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。
' |: c0 i9 Q. o1 ?0 ~Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, ( l) S, P$ o: ?; ?* r8 v- B
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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5 e0 U; x7 Z3 [: L& e1 Z53.萤火对天上的星说道:“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。” ) V. n B$ a0 a' u
天上的星不回答它。
; X% B; g" g4 s8 k2 hThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ u$ d0 { ]( U& Ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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T! V0 ~9 g4 F1 B54.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。 B& I4 _8 m3 _8 h1 V
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。
. k9 E' U, X( D6 z$ V2 h2 c我听见它们鼓翼之声了。 - V( ^' H6 r' C8 F9 v- B
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0 x9 j( {4 Y# a( X56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
8 [5 j; y* T2 P' `# SThe 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。
- w! I+ V/ B. q4 V& QThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return 8 l, V/ j9 S: Z9 y2 ]
in songs.
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4 M8 e; h* C/ M* E/ p. D$ 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?
p/ ~# U& F* V, \# k0 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? ) c& K8 h+ K2 Z2 M
+ l) ~* Q1 u5 N% g0 s) r. _59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
: g' M( {' p9 O* o- r0 DThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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* M- g3 f* W& w: H* T60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。 3 s( C; [) |$ x
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