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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 0 m/ F0 j" W3 C- `
各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
' p! ^ z! ^+ cWhen 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。 2 `6 _2 R4 Y, V _
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. . l0 _# ~; p4 Y
5 a9 i/ o( ~! y8 y33.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。
: L: Z9 l* S) n8 Y) q# r# ]3 YWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. ! ]% b# K6 y& L6 c, Q: O# B
4 [& P. F& X7 N34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。
5 c3 J6 W8 w' z/ w" F它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” 6 t2 |6 z5 `, T0 a( ]3 `5 Y
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. 2 ?! ]0 i$ O7 e f$ F2 f0 R
It 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。 & K! |; V3 s0 p
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 ( h$ d. a& A6 M" t' }9 C
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. " q- z0 m' d; a E l, J
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. # W$ b. K' f# t! [# t4 N
+ `, j+ |! \" Q2 y1 S" M36.我有群星在天上, * e5 U! J: C0 y" H2 z. x
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
: `! e* X+ m: N" s1 P" hI have my stars in the sky.
1 Z1 b4 W. {1 O, oBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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6 [/ h/ ^3 W8 `; u% V37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 , B# b2 @: J |9 y0 P2 \( r5 D" s8 u
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 ) k* o! c4 V* p! V
The dust of the dead words clings to thee. ; B+ x p. d! O& y, c4 r% X
Wash thy soul with silence. % t+ N& M. {6 k% H7 D
G7 n1 G6 R# J: B; P( m; D38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
9 G" [& e8 K" V& u( TGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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" p& h ^) P4 q$ ^4 |39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
# Q# F& C9 Q7 v4 t0 \出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 : H3 a3 m' l \" g7 R" E
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
. [4 o- Q5 [# U+ \$ g$ d, [/ SCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. " }& c: _" ]+ p6 w
- ^$ f; z( n _; Z, \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. 9 {9 v# F$ j1 d& s& X
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. - m" K$ A" V! q' I% B
8 J7 T' V* }" o41.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。 2 i" X. K |/ F# k: @& L, K2 p5 a
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, 5 t0 ~ X+ N2 G2 k
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。 0 O1 R" k: M n3 ~2 E" F
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. 0 S8 L: m& O& U3 @
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?” - t4 p/ }3 b4 y. B; B4 h
瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” $ j+ [2 P" ]9 l+ e4 S3 e$ e4 L+ s
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
; v2 G1 B% _; t( K# H& `I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. 9 W- z7 D1 Y* _# ?) S; S( e Z) r# F' M
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。 - H6 b+ D7 Z* N& V9 o
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. : B$ E2 g; I5 t$ i- R, c6 G9 Q2 k) ?
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* m- J% K9 Y6 J: t/ tSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. / a) n. f7 \- Z' X" T" J! D+ U0 k9 k
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
1 w" m. {1 K0 D4 |) t居中的却远而避之。
2 S/ q, X! Y9 V& ~+ G: cThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. % a0 H$ m u, G* g% D# ?- g
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 8 ~/ @, U3 }. ]
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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5 r: T8 V; V0 J' z3 |) C- m( ]/ Q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 % m7 {' ]7 q, i) i* y: K% P
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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: z$ U* u$ T% \) ]1 [& B49.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。 * m, w/ m* n8 k
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. 5 |, m4 o2 T5 X- R6 f
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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。”
' u- |5 L" C5 o3 V% A n) NThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick % i! R2 W$ A+ Q" M# `- R4 p/ {
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. 7 P0 w u- ]& t) Z6 j
. n* J" j7 m4 ~0 M$ g% V51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。 . X# a" K. T+ U
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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9 }# K+ K" U8 t; Y; K52.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。
' w# [+ R3 k+ BLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, " {, ~4 h' v" y" K) C- `" j
I can see your face and know you as bliss. * T2 z* e( T& {7 q4 V
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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。” & O7 g& I: d) ?- X' o, R! U
天上的星不回答它。 5 N/ q7 n2 z4 G' b" T
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the 9 n8 x% g+ b$ f1 z. q; P. B
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. - n* p% n0 F, g" e( K0 R" n* n
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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。
P$ m, ^) X: o8 n0 _) c' l9 ]In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
5 z& U6 R: q8 l D! e; _; o; ]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。 ) W3 ~) S; L3 C* ~/ n
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。 1 O6 P* ]4 |. z' R, x
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
8 w8 R, T' Q8 rI hear the voice of their wings. # Q4 U; A3 n1 h$ {9 G
+ G8 o/ ^! }% {7 K56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 % K* @7 |. t) `8 i, @
The 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。
J: |# _' X1 O6 C: P" I/ rThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
9 q* O. m. [: w$ J0 Q: s1 r! p: din 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?
2 e l% ]7 T& w( u9 Y2 m. PThat 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? ( c1 m% u# V+ p6 _
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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。
7 k. T0 I" S" p% v, {0 O, K. gThought 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。 8 [, B8 k, B7 Z4 y! f" W
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