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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 " b# @+ c3 d$ B9 e
各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
o- V j- h" [" ?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.
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* f/ K3 ?; m& f32.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。 0 [& Y0 P" O" `5 D8 M3 A" ?$ ^9 U
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. 2 Q N2 D7 M* w5 {6 ~' x
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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。 - b& i( `5 d* y9 i0 S
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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& L% w8 u4 K8 B6 b6 H1 M34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 6 U l; C( W o2 K7 r# L
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
7 Y: ?$ M5 E5 ~2 H0 T' ]One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. e+ z* H5 {- J# n
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。
# B6 G3 J* c8 R把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
3 O; u2 D! A7 w3 \The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. / V( |: q& A# @) r
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. - L/ ]( O2 N2 }6 A
0 X. p l# B! q# S" y6 `+ I- t36.我有群星在天上, 7 Z% i' o& D% ]! B' e7 }% d0 I+ d
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
- r( @- [; k! z1 `I have my stars in the sky. 9 X+ F. K1 |0 j. X
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
~5 V+ |% |2 l( l# v$ h/ v3 B用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 + @* O$ A: A, m4 ~5 u# J r& I0 S. r
The dust of the dead words clings to thee. . P$ }/ g8 T6 k" L/ ?
Wash thy soul with silence.
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( l# Q, _3 {+ d2 Q- \$ K) J) g! @38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
4 N* R0 O& z+ D: S6 k$ [) l* C2 jGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. ( X4 U; [3 F3 O" D: z& l" ~6 b& {7 e& a
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。 5 l# `0 V/ ~4 g* _9 x' r3 q: @
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。
9 _2 t- z3 r+ }+ R7 mThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
# F% ]+ W: Y8 i- P! WCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. 3 s' k* t7 L* {6 A: h1 u' A
) Y7 H# g. ~! y0 m8 |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. 3 Q* X. A5 _( |. y2 M) \9 y
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. # j4 `/ q) B5 m7 e; N( [- T2 |
( c/ G7 H7 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。
1 R* j/ `* L) [$ xGod'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, 7 P. W, J& l% i1 a
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。 8 U, q- e4 l& d& P J8 T
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. + Q) `: v. {8 i- J; t+ l* q
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. % S# Z; x. K2 ?& @
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43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
, \7 E! X1 }! p9 u0 B瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
8 m( @2 |* A& U1 R) q' h1 @Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
& I7 w- x' f/ AI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. 4 g! {+ i+ @8 _4 p, X
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。 : [' c5 W) a% } H" ?2 H! p
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. Y: l9 P3 V1 C, dSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. ( f4 g( l( ?& c# _5 P3 K5 {
1 j$ v- B7 d' N3 i# a46.大的不怕与小的同游。
6 K ]7 }, \1 o) U9 y' @1 ^6 D居中的却远而避之。 5 z. b# l' B9 u- R
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. , \/ j" J% s. N. }
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$ E# u7 e. }; @2 K8 U$ @The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. ; f5 a- K) r3 y: K; e
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 7 x' ]8 p9 q* ?2 K
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. * P; \- K+ d6 h% ?, U3 F
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9 z- b9 l3 a$ F1 }5 UWhen 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。”
/ Y/ W* I, h8 L8 MThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick % ~3 ~3 m, h2 ^6 E6 z# ]
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. 3 ]2 G" F& d4 i7 q+ y. C$ W" Z
& ?, X1 s; J; d51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。 % w* ^" `6 V, R8 |$ I
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. 8 k! M$ E% \+ K# V. Q% d( G4 m3 \
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) s* I. o2 S; E! v$ s' a: w2 u$ xLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
& C+ n/ i8 G5 ?I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
9 K- g! S% E2 Y" B. B% u9 a天上的星不回答它。 * l4 l2 Z8 C Z# R& c
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
- [4 D7 U( g& y8 @, N! ofirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. $ x+ y" s4 j. M: K# 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。
& Z' n g$ M6 H; XIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to 8 u0 n" L+ j' Z/ B" O! R1 h
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。 G) b# R! D0 y. p: B2 A; b
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。 ; p+ `2 C5 ]4 h
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. 5 m% t. b+ K! n$ p
I hear the voice of their wings. " \+ K4 S s Q6 f: l( ?% i
; X- S9 X) L# I4 m2 u0 z: P% i: f56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 . X+ A* ]. |9 X E! A$ u% G
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. 8 Y: P! Q( p4 K& T8 g* p
! F" S4 E) g5 h3 X6 }/ e1 g57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
0 L _" e6 P @% z( A3 yThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return 1 b8 o9 R: W: ~0 F+ H- s
in songs. " R+ {+ X! [# u+ w) U3 _* z4 H* m
- v( S7 y. W# B& I0 A, B58.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?
! R6 t% F" L8 G0 XThat 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? . n3 m6 G" {/ i$ r! Y" Q4 ?3 v4 K
5 F7 D) i. ^1 u9 a; k$ I9 @3 D; @: T59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。 4 b2 r* Q/ f5 A/ E: {. R" G. V) w
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows. + L0 t8 e+ h* R" b
0 n; R# `% Y/ I& @' @: {7 w8 e5 O60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。 ( Z; H4 i. H4 i1 K
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