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The heart hid still in the dark , hard as the Philosopher's stone.
Spring : trees flying to their birds .
The pitcher which went to the well once too often still gets by , but the well runs dry.
Our talk of justice is empty until the largest battleship has foundered on the forehead of a drowned man
Four seasons, but no fifth to give our choice perspective.
So strong with his love for her it would have pushed opened the lid of his coffin——had the flower she placed there not been so heavy.
Love despaired of them: so long was their embrace.
The day of judgement had come : In order to find the greatest crime the cross was nailed to Christ.
Bury the flower and put a man on Its grave.
The hour jumped out of the clock, stood facing it , and ordered it to work properly.
When the general laid the rebel's bloody head at the feet of his sovereign ,the latter flew into rage
'How dare you fill the throne chamber with the stink of blood ,' he cried ,and the general tremble.
The slain man opened his mouth and told the story of the lilac tree.
"Too late,' guessed the chamberlains.
A later chronicle confirmed their opinion.
when the hanged man was taken down from the gallows his eyes were still unbroken. The executioner
hasted to close them ,but the bystanders had noticed and lowered their own eyes in shame
The gallows ,however,for this one minutes considered itself a tree,and as nobody had looked up we
cannot be sure that it was not.
He put virtues and vices,his innocence and guilt,his good and bad qualities on the scales because
he wanted certainty before judging himself.But piled this way, the scales balanced.
As he wanted to know at any price, he shut his eyes and walked in circles around the scales, now
clockwise, now counter clockwise.until he no longer knew which of the pans held which load.Then
he blindly put on one of them his decision to judge himself.
Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again ,one arms had gone down. But there was no way of
knowing which: the scale of guilt or the scale of innocence
This made him furious, He refused to see the advantage of the situation and sentenced himself
-----without, however, being able to shake off the feeling that he might be doing himself an injustice
Do not be deceived : this last lamb do not give more light---the dark has only become more absorbed in itself.
"All tinges are aflowing:" this thought included---and does not being everything to a halt?
She turn her back on the mirror, hating the mirror's vanity.
He taught the Law of Gravity,furnished proof after proof, but people turned deaf ears.The he took off into the air and, floating there, repeated the lesson, Now people believed. but nobody was surprised when he did not come down again.
Ayin译的不错，可以和王家新的译本对照：http://site.douban.com/214011/widget/articles/13811582/article/26818676/?start=0&post=ok#last
Spring : trees flying to their birds .
The pitcher which went to the well once too often still gets by , but the well runs dry.
Our talk of justice is empty until the largest battleship has foundered on the forehead of a drowned man
Four seasons, but no fifth to give our choice perspective.
So strong with his love for her it would have pushed opened the lid of his coffin——had the flower she placed there not been so heavy.
Love despaired of them: so long was their embrace.
The day of judgement had come : In order to find the greatest crime the cross was nailed to Christ.
Bury the flower and put a man on Its grave.
The hour jumped out of the clock, stood facing it , and ordered it to work properly.
When the general laid the rebel's bloody head at the feet of his sovereign ,the latter flew into rage
'How dare you fill the throne chamber with the stink of blood ,' he cried ,and the general tremble.
The slain man opened his mouth and told the story of the lilac tree.
"Too late,' guessed the chamberlains.
A later chronicle confirmed their opinion.
when the hanged man was taken down from the gallows his eyes were still unbroken. The executioner
hasted to close them ,but the bystanders had noticed and lowered their own eyes in shame
The gallows ,however,for this one minutes considered itself a tree,and as nobody had looked up we
cannot be sure that it was not.
He put virtues and vices,his innocence and guilt,his good and bad qualities on the scales because
he wanted certainty before judging himself.But piled this way, the scales balanced.
As he wanted to know at any price, he shut his eyes and walked in circles around the scales, now
clockwise, now counter clockwise.until he no longer knew which of the pans held which load.Then
he blindly put on one of them his decision to judge himself.
Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again ,one arms had gone down. But there was no way of
knowing which: the scale of guilt or the scale of innocence
This made him furious, He refused to see the advantage of the situation and sentenced himself
-----without, however, being able to shake off the feeling that he might be doing himself an injustice
Do not be deceived : this last lamb do not give more light---the dark has only become more absorbed in itself.
"All tinges are aflowing:" this thought included---and does not being everything to a halt?
She turn her back on the mirror, hating the mirror's vanity.
He taught the Law of Gravity,furnished proof after proof, but people turned deaf ears.The he took off into the air and, floating there, repeated the lesson, Now people believed. but nobody was surprised when he did not come down again.
Ayin译的不错，可以和王家新的译本对照：http://site.douban.com/214011/widget/articles/13811582/article/26818676/?start=0&post=ok#last
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