死人

Everyone who fails to purify himself after touching the body of any deceased person, defiles the Dwelling of the LORD and shall be cut off from Israel. Since the lustral water has not been splashed over him, he remains unclean: his uncleanness still clings to him.

任何人摸了尸首，即死人的身体，而不取洁，便玷污了上主的居所，这人应由以色列中铲除，因为取洁水没有洒在他身上，他仍然不洁，不洁仍留在他身上。

And it came to pass the day after, that he went into a city called Nain; and many of his disciples went with him, and much people.

将近城门，有一个死人被抬出来。这人是他母亲独生的儿子，他母亲又是寡妇。有城里的许多人同着寡妇送殡。

Without that, you are occupationally dead, unless your name happens to be George Bernard Shaw or Thomas Alva Edison and you can successfully stop study in primary school.

没有高中文凭，在求职路上你就如同死人一样。当然，假如你正好就是乔治。伯纳。肖、或者是托马斯。爱迪生，那你就可以在未念完小学的情况下就辍学回家了。

And everywhere the sleepy smell of rotting wood, damp earth and dusty hollyhocks thick and perfumy like the blue-blond hair of the dead .

到处都是那种令人昏昏欲睡的气味：烂木头、潮湿的泥土和积满灰尘的蜀葵，就像死人的蓝金色头发一样，又浓又香。

Up until now you have spent your life among the dead piecing togather their final moments.

至今，你的大部分生命都在和死人打交道，拼凑着他们生前的最后一刻。

The Lieutenant Colonel, Syed Kamruzzaman, says among the dead are the chief of the Bangladesh Rifles, Major General Shakil Ahmed.

该中校，赛义德Kamruzzaman，说是孟加拉国步枪队的首席，沙基勒艾哈迈德少将在死人。

Before the car was stopped, shanna leaped out and ran into the hospital, because she knew her face had to be pale as death.

车还没停稳，莎娜就冲出来跑进了医院，因为她知道她的脸已经越来越苍白，像死人一样。

The name instead refers back to the Sophoclean Oedipus who begins his search for the solution of a problem (a problem, like Oedipa's, involving a dead man) as an almost detached observer, only to discover how deeply implicated he is in what he finds.

该名称没有提到Sophoclean Oedipa，以一个独立的观察者，开始着手寻找问题的答案（就如同Oedipa，一个涉及死人的问题），却发现他是如何深深地卷入他发现的问题。

Not for the proud man apart From the raging moon I write On these spindrift pages Nor for the towering dead With their nightingales and psalms But for the lovers, their arms Round the griefs of the ages, Who pay no praise or wages Nor heed my craft or art.

除了恼怒的月亮，我不会为那得意的人在这些风起浪涌的纸张上抒写，也不为有夜莺和圣歌作伴的高耸的死人，而只为恋人们，他们的臂膀拥抱岁月的悲苦，既不给以赞美或薪金，也不会留意我的技艺或艺术。

MP: Well,if I'd shot sterno head , he would be snoring through dirt now.

如果是我射了那个秃头的话，他肯定已经是个死人了。

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。