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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 " Q3 z6 R ~- e, Q' T7 {
各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
3 N- C8 b7 e4 e- _ zWhen 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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0 y/ O$ k! u6 T' X! {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。 3 ^( v" h$ S! S% S: F+ s: U. A* o
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. 6 J% ?1 k1 S# L9 l( _# X+ `" f
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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。
& ]+ Y& l; m! W: L& VWoman, 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。 3 M. Z( t( S( Q& u0 Q
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
+ B* Z6 ^8 G, @8 ]5 B/ yOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. ' H; d5 C3 i; a7 k* }+ F3 e, S; r
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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- z. [4 w, q3 t1 K35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
) V: {6 k& i# g r1 N1 C2 t把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 # Y6 E4 Z" N6 G- ^- @+ k t
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. 0 ?6 B; N% r" z
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. 2 H9 i. w7 Q+ X e
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36.我有群星在天上, + l x; E4 ^. a8 \
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 ; C3 F" S3 t" o) b' [
I have my stars in the sky. 6 @0 Z, @' i; T& o
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
! m. l- i; |& N7 B8 a, e8 a用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
9 p N+ E6 z S0 j k; U- rThe dust of the dead words clings to thee. : Q! u' b0 o% q- }4 t; Y- c; a1 ~
Wash thy soul with silence. * z5 s J+ h% w( n. C! i$ Z/ b
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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。 ( T' U: Q$ B4 ?0 X5 M
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. 0 t% A9 o7 F( O3 i
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。 6 m& |# @6 h/ F3 T( H+ @3 H( Z
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 % x% P. S/ g* c6 C% D U) ~
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. % R% ?$ G/ K9 u7 N* d- _1 R
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. ' f9 @9 I u: f$ U: K% V: L0 D& L2 Z5 e
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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. , R5 E$ F9 L" x$ q/ }
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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6 i& v3 U" b/ V41.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。
& v! _( }3 x, I. U) B# ^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,
6 H6 ~7 ?$ N4 r" }+ `我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
9 ^! _- D0 j/ a" n1 x. o1 ?1 C8 wThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. 1 U( c# V: w( x2 ]+ i
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?”
b9 u, H% ^# m' o+ W, k8 P瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” 1 [! y H4 S. T+ X/ Y5 x
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. % d5 ^4 A8 e( o6 v
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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6 I: K: T4 | e44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
/ w. S: X4 N4 Y" W: j E5 iBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. : ?* X4 D: H( y. y' k7 ?9 ?
7 ]7 Z! Z( v! t/ p5 N( @ J45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
" g% L& u. ]: a; n* ^7 SSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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( g0 w+ O, [# k$ w: v6 [46.大的不怕与小的同游。
4 z, Q# |( j! |# A( W居中的却远而避之。 : O. k7 A0 O: Q( ~
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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* _1 u+ z" O8 R3 L3 x- O47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。
- Y( l+ v, k7 q! G7 ~3 t* EThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. : j( H g5 i% a$ |
0 A* @8 j5 g' T9 o: `6 h/ g2 h48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
# _: c: I( D( I5 [' }Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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Y8 \- e. J. a. Z$ ]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。 ' E1 Q. ?6 X8 ^" P
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. + C# k0 t4 m4 k. V6 o
3 ~0 a6 `# H* l3 C- c! k. f50.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。” 3 |4 f+ ]8 w# E$ m" A7 R: m' L3 |
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
% s; f z/ V8 s! f0 Jchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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# v& n' E) G( x8 { H7 N51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
3 a' j) {, d0 Q; y MThe 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。 / K X1 s2 D# [2 o, f
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
: }. v$ c' x6 w8 |7 K$ ?- CI can see your face and know you as bliss. # o: |0 e) ?8 g' P
# T8 q3 O7 I3 D8 m2 \5 t* q5 @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。” . W- ^' a" D# K
天上的星不回答它。
& m2 J. F0 o4 OThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
$ e. p5 n3 A) L4 `0 O( Y. T* M7 zfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. @, s3 m+ }3 n3 d" \
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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。 9 h# p W- C& Y: D# s( X
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
, P4 y {( u2 O: y. Vthe nest of my silence. ' v. q @" y/ b" z" l( [3 {
4 b6 V5 a7 g2 m# d55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。 : V) o# c- @+ |) C3 v
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
# ~3 ]' o2 n# ]! c/ fThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. 0 b/ ?" w5 j! I' w- }
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56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 ( ~5 e5 ~ j# }$ |; _: t5 n
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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' g' H( Y5 Y) v P5 H! c57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
7 y6 r i' ]1 g9 qThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return + m& {6 L, b' M4 r' T8 P* G) a! R
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+ m5 ~$ v( h' V( j- B1 M, r58.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?
$ s9 f0 [6 e2 J# p' b( rThat 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? : E* z2 _ H. h- T; w) s: w
2 o4 M4 s5 [; _: c6 Z59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。 / f( i) X# Q; _: v0 i
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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5 W- F/ h2 t x8 f# v5 ~' G60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。 3 T `' {! Y4 S1 U% r9 b, B; K
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