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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 ^/ X( N- c: C
各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
$ o0 A/ U' G& a3 AWhen 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. ' O3 e; J+ h" c g( s% O" v/ o" \
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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。 7 `$ W5 E4 ?6 e3 `, [7 \
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. % I; L0 S8 E& a- b, }3 b
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33.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。
2 N1 u) t, `. V% D/ Y% |7 @7 QWoman, 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。
* j' M- c" _, f- |% Y* i3 ]7 o它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
! O6 V( k/ y; s% I! HOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. , n6 U, U2 I8 c8 X( V4 f% e$ {
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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; n9 e2 t) H* E35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
4 V. W# m) A$ z& S, w1 u把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
6 P6 t, b0 m1 c6 k5 aThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
) r4 w- ]7 d$ @. HSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. " f, B3 _* Y1 |1 r$ s* o0 y- h& J
; u; E* s$ i3 e1 A* Y$ |8 X/ q36.我有群星在天上, + T( c! F' Y5 I$ F
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 % c+ q( B2 j/ _
I have my stars in the sky.
% {; F7 K6 n( ?; N" a- ]But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. . x Q" W8 B" `- o1 F2 x/ _
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 2 S& p7 Q$ a6 Q) W' V
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 0 I9 _# P! p, v8 ?8 {: t
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, v* T! u9 P6 q: W9 @; J9 x! AWash thy soul with silence. ( r- \" s! \; b: ^0 h# `. R
" Q0 ?$ t6 x( _- W& ^1 j3 y38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
# r4 k* _4 ?7 m7 d& a& C" ^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。 : J+ t7 Z, R: @) B) c) x5 _
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 3 B( }4 W& k+ k9 V& c `
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
- Z" h" ?* U% A' n3 T/ ^Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. 4 C( I. q; o# I: b
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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.
" i% _2 l+ D8 C+ v9 r# |7 mMy 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. 8 Y: L9 t( Z/ }( ?0 t/ b) a. z
# b/ ^. B7 }4 m/ G41.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。 + Z* w% z/ \' P! @- M! {/ n
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,
1 E2 Z9 c; X7 ]我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
4 v, ~% ?; k0 O% T* \# V9 ^This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
( A( ~( T, R o% D4 T8 fI 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?”
% d5 M8 v+ @. J瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” ( f; K8 k/ {( q+ U
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. + w/ _/ v, i$ |" z" c* s
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
+ Q1 J! m, w3 w4 H. ?- C0 |By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. - B, [; _" \7 I9 H5 _7 ]
w1 [6 T4 ^' b3 M, q5 |45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。 2 ~# N7 c) j8 w4 \$ F: k" k! t
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
, I- d+ b5 B i7 u0 F居中的却远而避之。
- ]8 v( P. s6 rThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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1 ?3 U' |4 [! D. w47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 , {4 N- s8 ^0 F
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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7 ^2 s v* F6 `' Q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
) G9 a3 h" h) C3 a# ^Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. * j+ v2 k! {9 _: F
: V7 c$ G. H' K0 v }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。
' J2 c. h- M& z9 v$ f X DWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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。”
E. M' I; ?5 w& O& @( k$ Q: }The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
& F" W% S! b, w# u! i% dchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. 1 a$ t6 z- \5 h+ l
% m5 F7 \: w" d6 x4 m( H) Y51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
+ J3 H: [' q" s- RThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. 9 P8 P4 l3 Q9 j7 y
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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。 * z$ k9 x2 w4 B/ [
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
$ w3 e3 j4 s$ n( hI can see your face and know you as bliss. 4 F' ~' ~/ L$ g) e4 S* h3 m% s
7 o& r% h" H6 _. o53.萤火对天上的星说道:“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
* E% A ^4 F0 p, M9 L天上的星不回答它。
2 g+ u" t z6 K% ^2 g1 S! eThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the 1 @" l8 H/ x( o" ~- g
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。 : v7 `- c! N+ Y4 r
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
3 p( [* \9 |% U! _$ H5 vthe nest of my silence.
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Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. ^$ f n: G2 e/ y2 x9 e
I hear the voice of their wings.
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3 G7 n1 }$ `" F9 E& t a56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
: A4 p4 M4 \, VThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. ! M) X, q5 ~, ^% ^( ~
1 C0 E( e5 t9 C4 K% Y% M0 i) A. }57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
: Q1 m" {( f" q' N. xThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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?
" v& s. y' O. r1 \That 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? , g8 T* Q: m! L0 N i, r
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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。
" [, n0 b5 u9 l4 E8 GThought feeds itself with its own words and grows. & B2 Q7 X/ W9 z
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