在深夜

Some paper, the Pall Mall Gazette I think, describing the dress-rehearsal of one of my plays, spoke of you as following me about like my shadow: the memory of our friendship is the shadow that walks with me here: that seems never to leave me: that wakes me up at night to tell me the same story over and over till its wearisome iteration makes all sleep abandon me till dawn[34a]: at dawn it begins again: it follows me into the prison-yard and makes me talk to myself as I tramp round: each detail that accompanied each dreadful moment I am forced to recall: there is nothing that happened in those ill-starred years that I cannot recreate in that chamber of the brain which is set apart for grief or for despair: every strained note of your voice, every twitch and gesture of your nervous hands, every bitter word, every poisonous phrase[34b] comes back to me: I remember the street or river down which we passed, the wall or woodland that surrounded us, at what figure on the dial stood the hands of the clock, which way went the wings of the wind, the shape and colour of the moon.

有份报纸，我想是《泼尔穆尔报》吧，报道了我一出戏的彩排，说你像影子似的跟随着我：对你我友谊的回忆，就是在这里随我左右的影子，像是永不分离似的——深夜里唤我醒来，一遍又一遍地说着同一个故事，直磨得人睡意全无，醒到天明[34a]；天明时分又开始了，跟着我到牢房外的院子里，害得我一边步履沉重地走着一边喃喃自语——我被迫回想着每一个痛苦时刻的每一点细节，在那些个倒霉的年头里发生的事，没有哪一件我不能在那留给悲伤和绝望的脑室里再造重演：你每一点不自然的话音，每一个紧张兮兮的手势，每一句冷言恶语[34b]，都涌上了心头；我记着我们到过的街道和河流，四周的墙壁和树林，时钟的针正指着哪一点，风正吹向哪一面，月色月影又是什么模样。

First organ in my hands suddenly felt a strange feeling, how people decide whether to hear tonight temper oneself in the world alone on the night of the mountain closest to heaven, here because the phones ring is not too much too good as they wind up an ideal of ice cold Cool through a bustling with foreign 2010 accumulation of internal injuries today although it once, as long as you finished products as long as Jiang wave after wave. I lie on the beach drunk and I see you put a toast to the invitation, the impact of the moon not return three macho manly manin say, Strength of Men today, tomorrow I will soon you clear, and they said I how I control what other people, he said, back.

首先在我手中器官突然感到一种奇怪的感觉，人们如何决定是否去今晚闯一闯独自听到深夜在山上最接近天国，因为这里的电话是否不是环太高太不把他们当作好风出一个理想的冰酷冷通过繁华与国外10年积累的内伤今天一次把它虽然可以，只要产成品长如江后浪推前浪，我躺在沙滩醉我看看你把举杯的邀请，月亮样的影响三不回国macho男子气manin这么说，明天男儿当自强今天我很快您明确的意见，他们说我如何如何，我控制别人怎样么，他说，回去。

At Pentecost, 3,000 were baptized the same day they accepted Christ. Elsewhere, an Ethiopian leader was baptized on the spot when he was converted, and Paul and Silas baptized a Philippian jailer and his family at midnight.

在五旬节，有三干人在信主当日接受洗礼；其他如埃提阿伯的太监在信主后当场受洗；而保罗和西拉则替腓立比狱卒和他-家于深夜受洗。

I going to gym now, I cut downcoffee, I stop smoking,Iam not under pressure, can't really think anything that is unhealthy.~_- Or this just part of me I can never get rid of it, the insomnious period.I think I need to make frined with it, because I see it more than I can see my dearest mom!!!

保持一种既遥远又暧昧的距离，也许在很久的以后你会在一个寒冷的深夜回忆起我们之间那种既遥远又暧昧的感觉，那个时候我就是赢家，因为我在时间老人的手里赢得了你的回忆。

God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

外文诗：歌颂伟大的母亲《慈母颂》在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

Mother Machree There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

外文诗：歌颂伟大的母亲《慈母颂》在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There ' s a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There ' s a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that ' s set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that ' s all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

Mother Machree 慈母颂 There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

We see Havel as the Velvet Revolutionary, a man of action, and then the hero as President, who has swapped late nights with other intellectuals in bohemian pubs for a more constricted life surrounded by flunkeys in the 'castle' of the title.

天鹅绒革命期间，他在我们眼中是一个行动者；其后他作总统时，我们视之为英雄，他改变了生活方式，不再深夜与其他知识份子泡在波西米亚酒馆，而是在&城堡&中过着刻板的生活，身边围着一群马屁精。

Lugalbanda was a god and shepherd king of Uruk where he was worshipped for over a thousand years.

Lugalbanda 是神和被崇拜了一千年多 Uruk古埃及喜克索王朝国王。

I am coming just now,' and went on perfuming himself with Hunut, then he came and sat.

我来只是现在，'歼灭战perfuming自己与胡努特，那麼，他来到和SAT 。