钟楼

Here I would sit day after day thinking of Germaine and that dirty little street near the Bastille where she lived, and that buzz buzz going on behind the altar, the buses whizzing by, the sun beating down into the asphalt and the asphalt working into me and Germaine, into the asphalt and all Paris in the big fat belfries.

我在这儿一天又一天地坐下去，想着杰曼和她在巴士底广场附近住过的那条脏兮兮的小街，而神坛后面仍不断传来嗡嗡的祈祷声，公共汽车呼啸着从身边驶过。太阳晒化柏油，柏油又对我和杰曼产生了影响，对柏油本身和钟楼里的整个巴黎也产生了效力。

From the belfries far and near the funereal deathbell tolled unceasingly while all around the gloomy precincts rolled the ominous warning of a hundred muffled drums punctuated by the hollow booming of pieces of ordnance.

丧钟从远远近近的钟楼里不停地响着，教堂幽暗的院子周围，一百面声音闷哑的大鼓发出不祥的警告，不时地被大炮那瓮声瓮气的轰鸣所打断。

Here I will sit day despite day considering of Germaine and those dirty less street near the Bayete wITe IT lived, and those buzz buzz go on behind the altar, the buses whizzing by, the sun beating down into the asphalt and the asphalt working into me and Germaine, into the asphalt and all Paris in the big fat belfries.

我在这儿一天又一天地坐下去，想着杰曼和她在巴士底广场附近住过的那条脏兮兮的小街，而神坛后面仍不断传来嗡嗡的祈祷声，共公汽车呼啸着从身边驶过。太阳晒化柏油，柏油又对我和杰曼产生了阻碍，对柏油本身和钟楼里的整个巴黎也产生了效力。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor building lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campaniles, and the warehouse are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy –land is before us ----then the way farer has tens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceases to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master –her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

每当傍晚，那富有诗意的迷雾便如面纱一般笼罩着溪边，陈旧的房屋消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱犹似一座座钟楼，幢幢库房恍如夜间的宫殿，整座城市悬在空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前。此时此刻，路上的行人匆匆赶路回家，无论是劳动者还是饱读经书者，智慧者还是寻求乐趣者，只因为他们再也看不见什么，也就不能有所理解。而这时已经开始歌唱的大自然便把自己微妙的歌唱给艺术家，他既是她的儿子也是她的主人。说是她的儿子是因为爱他，说是她的主人是因为理解他。

Thus, with the exception of the fragile memory which the author of this book here consecrates to it, there remains to-day nothing whatever of the mysterious word engraved within the gloomy tower of Notre-Dame,--nothing of the destiny which it so sadly summed up.

这样，除了本书作者在此略表缅怀之外，那刻在圣母院阴暗钟楼上的神秘字迹，如今已荡然无存了，其催人泪下所概括的那不为人知的命运，也烟消云散了。

Beijing city's Clock Tower and Drum Tower is located at the northern end of Beijing's central axis, and because of their similar form of tower construction, cornices unique form of wing angle, it has high artistic value and aesthetic appeal, and to become well-known human landscape.

北京城内的钟楼和鼓楼位于京城中轴线北部终点的，由于其类似城楼的建筑形式，飞檐翼角的独特形态，因此具有很高的艺术价值和审美情趣，而成为著名的人文景观。

People drift through the arcades on Kramgasse, talking and stopping to buy linen or wristwatches or cinnamon; a group of eight-year-old boys, let out for morning recess from the grammar school on Kochergasse, follow their teacher in single file through the streets to the banks of the Aare; smoke rises lazily from a mill just over the river; water gurgles from the spouts of the Zahringer Fountain; the giant clock tower on Kramgasse strikes the quarter hour.

从这儿可以看见和听见整个伯尔尼。克拉姆街廊人如流，七嘴八舌地购买肉桂、手表、麻布；科雪街语法学校的一群八岁的儿童课间休息，排成一队，跟着老师前往阿勒河边：烟从河那头的工厂缓缓升起；采令格尔喷泉哗哗有声；克拉姆街上的大钟楼每刻钟都敲响。

It was the hour of the mother's sorrow, when there pealed forth from the church tower the sound of festive bells.

时刻已经到了，母亲躺在里面经受着阵痛和难过。这时从教堂的钟楼上给她传来了钟声，很是深沉，很是欢快。

Drum Tower, Gulou Dongdajie; Drum and Bell Bar, drinks for two,$5; 41 Zhonglouwan Hutong.

鼓楼，鼓楼东大街；钟鼓酒吧，饮料两个，5美元；钟楼湾胡同41号。

Slope was built five cents Mountain View, covered The clock tower, to find large bell hanging rope.

后来坡山建五仙观、盖大钟楼，要找绳索吊大钟。

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。