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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
! ~. \- c, y" d' ]1 j4 ~- o3 j各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
, ~$ d5 c R9 d K# OWhen 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 }) r' I% ]/ S% T; \9 ^1 W# S32.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 j% w" ]4 N% l; wLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. ' A( L5 }9 l& V6 A' {
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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。
& q4 @' p0 B5 Q5 v; iWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. - x6 g Y: p% h7 N+ J' Z
! i3 k* q8 W4 ?/ J+ ]1 f0 Y34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 ' O; d. G6 _8 X( a0 M/ r! `
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” 0 V/ `/ y% B- f* f P# Z: q$ y
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
) q' Z) u/ _3 D5 }: @; E4 q l0 `% `* C( ~It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. * j2 }9 p' V3 A8 |5 t l1 d ]1 Y
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35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。 / o) e4 @; E6 n
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 a h& H% m5 Y& Y9 s" w
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
( N# q: c- f, ], XSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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3 H" L( g5 V0 Q7 M7 J36.我有群星在天上, 4 \ I( F" m5 `& j4 I0 m- x
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
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But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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$ b& Y' m* ` Q9 f37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 6 y7 L. L2 T* e$ h( r+ Q; q
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 + m: ^* a, q* A( S
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
K& \! h2 F! {5 j3 E5 R, NWash thy soul with silence. 0 I" n. A `+ _0 D$ s& v& m
5 ^' o+ P- z) f; O I& D38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
9 d; s, E, B0 M) O9 CGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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0 W! t z' [- q/ B) [( i& I. H39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
4 o6 T0 }9 Q) Y. J出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 0 V/ `; a4 f5 x$ @) ^5 f1 W0 J# f
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. . |# l4 o3 F! D1 ~. r Y- W
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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" k4 `, k1 }9 g40.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. $ b; }* Q5 Q9 ]! u( b! 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. 5 U1 y& B$ J- K: @5 ^
& T1 c* W4 \! e41.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。 $ w, G8 {, }3 N' C' b# A4 E8 H+ N
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm. - N: P) y) W6 a7 r8 h b! y2 o
4 |. E) N$ |% J: D3 O( L42.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,
" l5 {! O. 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 w7 K. @1 x5 q6 T/ I: TThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. 7 m* I. j" r* W) j
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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9 B! q0 B4 ?1 w) v2 [9 k43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?” * j# y$ `* x1 n; o3 J0 N
瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
h: M. ]5 n# q% b+ oWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
8 O5 b4 P* A/ f7 LI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. ; q P+ d8 C; F" J* V! @3 r- _, t( m
% S3 q( b7 N/ }8 |44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
- k) p" j4 O3 |" D( e+ ~$ F3 R0 j6 {& MBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. ) m- T: [4 z" O3 l1 F
* \* t' t! A) @( F/ I/ q$ e" `+ ]" u, |45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。 ) |" {- U: i. m* Q5 ?
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。 8 A0 O6 j$ b$ t" p% A6 r
居中的却远而避之。
% k# Y% O R" P, N4 PThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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' h! ?, N. ~7 \6 Z+ u3 }4 I$ L47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 / S k- ^" F) a/ W, F. Y
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. 9 v- Z, Z" c9 f6 U
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 * I8 f' |# ]4 e8 }) X' i* H5 Y4 U
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。 3 R" S% y2 F" d' }
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. 9 E2 X. ?4 W! g/ ~* W* G7 S5 A
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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。” 3 }. X% M0 P0 E+ J9 l
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
9 z( c h h; q0 Achildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
% [0 w/ l2 i5 q+ O* [+ ZThe 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。
1 G6 O3 r2 K+ ]; FLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
0 P+ w r4 X" G' O) t6 WI can see your face and know you as bliss. R: p; F' Y3 z
: u# N/ A' K3 g9 Q( h53.萤火对天上的星说道:“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。” ! V3 d; W! ~* j; b
天上的星不回答它。
5 }, N' X" o. f y# l1 r* Y$ _The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the $ ?( Y8 N( P W, |+ Z' @; v1 G
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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* r; w5 t% r% N. T; |+ x; H: W54.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。
+ ]! b6 U5 y+ ` FIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
( U& j2 }, W, {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。 6 v: @" o9 R% H( P: Y8 ^
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
$ A# _( [8 ~% {9 dThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. + {3 v# v% K' H! n6 Q, J
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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 w9 M8 B' x( m# r
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. 7 S! W. {3 z0 k6 c2 @
' s! U! r8 N( O0 p- c: I$ ~57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
' T7 m- l5 Z. Z& l2 y. dThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return / N/ b8 v; M9 a& a0 x8 i
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$ D8 i# u" h) f* ~* S58.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? . x" f* O& v2 b
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?
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) }% M2 O0 C$ ?, ^59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。 5 ]( X) g, y5 X/ j' X) r6 V
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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* i5 I* o. [# l' ]60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。 " u9 m% @% |! F$ h- T
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