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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 5 p3 L6 w5 T- K' k A- i2 J
各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
5 h% G `1 I- m$ rWhen 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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$ A9 l, C( P! R6 x) ?8 n6 ^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。
" u+ ?! ]( |+ ~9 `% JLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. : @9 E) H& a/ j3 L: \! F9 }. S
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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。 1 V. x5 X$ [/ c
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. % D; R% I, U4 s, {; `
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 $ Y6 B1 X& \% s: [; M7 X, B
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” v3 T. S& A! [8 M
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
# w4 ?7 e( [0 m0 pIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. 5 q3 C: n; b7 i; t0 K( V
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35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。 $ ]: V) s) q$ W
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
5 l6 _% p0 t; p; s& DThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
: \4 I- K7 `% F+ r" N LSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. x4 n+ n8 N9 Y
) y" B( t) T% F3 m$ l36.我有群星在天上,
4 a8 w, f) v& a4 g5 d但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
" C9 g6 h9 p2 X$ m' t pI have my stars in the sky.
: B# J E: z; y3 {- ]But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. + Z0 g& W" h# E* @
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 # W% L$ L( }: S1 a% C. V, @
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
2 n! ]7 Q6 Y5 JThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
5 Z8 a5 H/ ~! c' ^Wash thy soul with silence.
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1 P% c6 Q8 q& P7 u! N" G38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
. l4 W+ h, Z9 M9 _( rGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. ) ?7 X9 C3 M4 e
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。 - A. ]6 ~* m2 j& t- y/ q
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 ' R0 B# J* S4 E9 Y
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. & `/ P, \2 ? {+ E- E: d
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. 9 N5 y/ N% ~% ]% C1 A0 i
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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. 4 u1 @0 b1 k1 I% P" {8 z/ t9 d# \% \
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. ; R/ X; L* G# u0 a+ V1 \4 U
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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。
; d* C# F- ~" g7 H1 B6 l: iGod'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,
- T3 ]- u7 z! u# Z" a" \ B; Y我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。 0 |3 C# J* w- @7 H9 B. n
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
! h" B9 [" l( m, _" G9 Y' TI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. 4 ?- Q# C X/ }9 T, Q) v7 x ~
' f5 v3 O: L! j" j, E5 P% F43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
$ e. p/ D% C& d* d# S9 z瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” ' X, M' f' |4 R+ U$ D2 o( b
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. + n1 Z7 _$ p( _. ]4 A
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。 6 n- S( m- M( N3 e' H& N' b0 T
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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0 }4 t% n. k+ D1 M45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
1 S. N' ]% q$ `$ sSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. 4 e3 ? e3 M) O- \+ A+ M3 Z2 H
# g2 H4 D6 z" q; ~9 @$ w/ d) h46.大的不怕与小的同游。 9 g$ }6 E; @) f9 y
居中的却远而避之。
. {; ]9 d3 ^# M* F3 Q. S# yThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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( A8 Y9 t8 H# _; ?# C6 y47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 , m% z, q* E) t* _0 N, D' c. \
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. 1 Y. b: _: I9 M" { T7 ?/ r: B
' g+ H6 I" _* N4 P) w3 ^) B* q48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
; g$ b+ d* |; |Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
8 d* O% C C6 T0 YWhen 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。” # [; i J* f7 x7 w3 j2 V: Y
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick 8 u# i5 A) o& ~% z8 ~) V- m6 L& A
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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8 A0 O$ l: q( |8 _. ?9 Q51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
. s" O5 }/ O, j' N. b; O9 j5 ?The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. " c- m" ~8 i4 k' g0 a
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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。
3 V! C, C8 R4 b* K" [6 r1 q* H/ XLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
7 j4 V4 O# R& tI can see your face and know you as bliss. 1 k2 v# J( O" h1 C ]& Z
, J5 J* `8 k0 W0 A" [. T) }/ K7 `7 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。”
% D# l8 h% ~% ~ B5 x% U- ?天上的星不回答它。 + F$ I/ f3 D R& D+ U$ G' N
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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。 1 k, B% f- R; d' _
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to ; ^5 C4 C' d0 O( p, G J+ m
the nest of my silence.
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/ e6 _; X6 n8 n0 J55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。 % Z* u# {+ J+ y0 x& V1 J
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
2 D- s3 E, w7 P2 x( v" s7 j6 H; EThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. 0 S. \" f) c. q
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5 N f0 F! ~; o4 Q/ b56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
- y- E6 i% b6 k+ M, Q0 A* v. [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。 - T# K2 ~" z% E0 ^6 r
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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?
$ a& w: F$ e# 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? , j5 y! k! C5 q' ?3 b' C" q# U
1 ?. `! \7 y1 E- n- m* B0 t59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
) e$ ^0 N1 c, ]5 U7 I1 r+ G/ cThought feeds itself with its own words and grows. 7 S7 C2 Q( c; h( _
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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。 ; ~# V! u1 ^/ G0 C6 b0 ~
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