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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
7 |$ I; _+ r7 [* c1 d各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。 5 D5 w) l5 r. o% a8 P! f
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. # [) k) \& ]0 T! R4 k% G Y# T: c/ p
% S; C7 c$ p; ^, e4 d32.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。
$ L. I% m3 ~! t P* ^! fLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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. V6 S3 l, \2 E( |4 V6 s7 b33.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。 0 u- _4 s* J6 m2 a$ r- ~3 p
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 $ V% t+ c8 F) U
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” ' ~3 ~ \. h8 ^4 z# X; y6 H0 Y( U
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
8 q7 Z/ k7 z/ R- X0 E; O2 uIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
% E% d5 s5 Q1 W/ ?. h把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 ( s8 y" W" r* t# N! Y
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; `% v' [1 {1 S7 l3 I9 o3 o% o: N+ WSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. * o; a9 g6 w5 l
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36.我有群星在天上, , J, P. Z9 k! j- d9 q
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 ! J8 `1 @' m# [
I have my stars in the sky.
" z, R1 p& ~6 c! R" @But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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7 A: r# B# H" l37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 1 w7 F3 n$ g: y% ]/ E3 r
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 , c+ \. C/ @, n# ] A
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
& A A" R' l: S' XWash thy soul with silence. & U: s L- y+ p: a! a
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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。
$ @. T4 E7 S9 k) x# ]. u: IGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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, l ?, J- X! t39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
5 B& g }! Y6 k: s出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 . O& p, L/ l" M7 ?' I" n' W% g
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
: S/ \; I' D; y& n( ` \5 m3 @Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. 8 s5 d8 U% Z: f( N9 ^7 |4 N) g
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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. % Q% z8 w. Z6 h, \- D4 P
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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, o4 O9 x. H( q, F8 p# C* }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。
: T6 ~, ^) F( ]1 dGod'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,
! v; ?3 n0 a) \我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
) G/ |" T3 q) L0 wThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
9 Y1 l( e/ L9 c$ ?7 S$ r6 q9 X# D: JI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. / ]. u5 j# d2 c
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43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
7 j# D. I& J+ e( V! {瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
' c1 \% y4 k# Z3 [( C' v( lWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. ; e$ p6 l1 e6 G0 N9 D- S: d8 I
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. , D( t1 l5 H# K0 m! }# V
, ~1 s7 ]9 s; H9 e44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。 ; {; @. G7 x! F3 [0 j r
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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. i0 P) ]( N+ w- C. N; j! P45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
! g: S8 Z, n9 W/ j& t8 o3 OSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. " e: }9 _, y5 O
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 O8 `, D* I" Z' g, Z5 R居中的却远而避之。
* z, r& a) V* e7 SThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。
2 e: ?' {, {& N( u7 e( s8 y3 nThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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" Q' @) W, R. G; h, w1 i2 q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 / e/ W3 \: f1 O& }
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. ( G6 s) s$ U1 Z4 s% J* L% @
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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。 5 a0 I% ], \, B( K8 w' Z
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. ) C. }* D" o+ o: h& o2 ?( L: C4 l% H
1 L1 N9 z4 F- F1 y0 q- w: o& i* }% {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。” $ X' p6 v% p' i9 Q3 \
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick , P5 X k% B8 `) c! s
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
, x2 V: L. X4 _* HThe 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。 $ p+ O3 k5 g3 b" d
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
6 Y. Q- m6 z9 h8 S; rI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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- `) S1 F4 n+ q/ |$ J# `: |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。”
2 D6 S2 f! |! }6 U# I1 n天上的星不回答它。
) T6 R+ r/ g3 h- q3 G8 gThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
0 o6 y) p' p) S2 bfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. & o% ~2 K8 E" ?. B" e" {
" Q! ~6 o" y6 r" L1 Q% F' p4 B2 C, s54.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。
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) c5 e( S Y2 [# l1 c3 A55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。 0 ~0 v7 P3 l# W. e$ c2 t V" T
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
3 K2 P3 o6 ~4 B# m0 z; t0 K6 ~Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. 8 @7 j8 |' f( B H( w# n* P* Q
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4 G# x& [" ^ G+ A56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 ( ?; ^; _* _( b/ ]( K2 T
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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4 t8 ?8 i& W; h1 \7 G9 O% O n57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
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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?
. L1 s8 n' U; zThat 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。 6 O! t: [& t$ @" Z. ]( `( |
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。 * L7 \2 f$ I; r
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