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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
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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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# |4 p% E4 T* r$ R0 _" 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。
7 f9 ? G: R0 \' T" P; u9 |Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. 6 w/ y9 y8 m& p. R
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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。 $ m: P# P8 H5 s7 s7 t: T/ D
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. ! S0 c) i# C5 g$ q% h j9 U
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 - U" M! ?1 ^" w9 p
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
: n) R% P4 Y/ P7 y7 ~One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
6 ^# d7 a. O, Q5 i& @0 S" jIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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+ i3 ?3 }) c0 s7 b. V" v% T; \35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。 " K+ A7 M5 K; P7 k* h
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
1 O' F7 F9 I7 Z+ M9 r* k/ O* ZThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
/ b& a6 f4 _8 j" O( ]2 l0 NSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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( Q9 I+ N3 o1 o+ ~) y5 G3 ]36.我有群星在天上,
3 p( h$ g. [ D W0 `0 Z但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
& Z& \' p6 D8 Q/ F! v3 QI have my stars in the sky. 9 t- W! C. ]7 p( }& Z9 J
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. : V @& k1 v I
3 g- t" l/ h' L, X37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 8 \. N7 L$ ]1 j/ l
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: N) x2 D6 ?; W1 i2 A$ w8 }/ P! qThe dust of the dead words clings to thee. + j3 h2 M% Y! q7 O% `
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]( d9 c, G$ s+ [, l38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。 {6 x5 x3 t6 {1 b" T# s5 A$ Y) [
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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* u4 z/ G! V4 Y( ], u39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
, G9 }/ y5 A5 l- G) S g出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 # H8 c5 P, e* F1 ]% L5 B! y3 _! `# b
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. 3 q) L- a/ N+ e2 [
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. ( }+ j& k8 w" l1 d% \; Q* j3 }
! ?. l5 p" G5 w' s2 j40.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. ( m2 l2 R0 g0 w2 Q C
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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) E7 Y8 \ L, K* R9 b41.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。
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1 l: i# r, e3 s K3 d42.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, 3 d$ S% P6 C% d' ]
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
. _9 j6 F* E4 y9 g# JThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
0 x9 _/ d6 Y2 O& EI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. i W; c2 B# o; G0 Q
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43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
8 n- b; j& z+ B- U瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
0 x5 U" k+ F5 ^ f6 W" }9 K5 MWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
5 ^ U( C& u7 z8 Q) T/ q; sI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. 0 \6 E7 |/ z+ @# S6 g' A2 u( I1 Q% g
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
9 r6 q O! X3 |: J9 JBy 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。
" c4 n5 S& F3 T4 S1 U, [1 w4 J: Z0 N2 YSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. 1 _. Z4 M0 H. _& r
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居中的却远而避之。
0 i6 M* h( k* n# w, g: hThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. * t3 ~3 B( \5 t9 }
1 T8 A& W* s+ N" s1 u: V: F+ O0 I47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 # j9 e* A4 e: |$ z% x
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. 2 c) F" L. P) J' M% i: Y& Y
# v/ D2 d# l m48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 5 W: B! K% S o3 i
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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+ B- b8 y$ k! r' b49.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。
# U$ F; v6 o; v# M5 Z% SWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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7 p9 P M) u! \, R0 }+ V6 [6 L50.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。” , o; L) {- B' f8 ?1 ^# `9 R
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
/ t, ]- @$ f2 D. ^, Hchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. 5 ^7 D0 ?: ~( n6 e7 @) G" r$ m: o
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
4 _; N' d6 |, `5 h, YThe 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。 # q3 X% k" X$ L/ \7 T1 a
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, 0 ?+ E" |# @/ _
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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; _ i W4 {5 [; A. `: q' {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。”
$ v/ B' {6 ]$ d天上的星不回答它。
1 j ~) A$ s! I& }: qThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the ) C' D" q9 T, A+ q+ w
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. + i$ m5 R/ X5 V A+ v' B5 q1 x2 c0 l
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In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。 " P$ L! A) b# a9 g! ]' [( A6 q
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
. K$ m) m; N9 L' U* n, RThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
1 t6 ]2 d0 D7 w% k; rI hear the voice of their wings.
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+ X# o3 v6 q5 I& K. _56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
6 \$ u) W. w; q- K" A% gThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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9 f' r0 m& G4 p* x3 K& U8 y( u57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
( X( B7 H. _- o# h0 D( KThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return : K8 f8 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?
+ t4 C6 x% c% m1 u6 R3 d) cThat 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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Y% {+ N( x- I4 |( E# [- H: m8 GThought feeds itself with its own words and grows. # V9 y, h+ |' k3 s) }
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I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
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