泰戈尔诗6

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１９.“可能”问“不可能”道：“你住在什么地方呢？”它回答道：“在那无能为力者的梦境里。”　　　　　　　　　　
6 S5 J" @$ F% k% W) SAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
* ^; f7 l3 J2 e3 C$ u  d: S2 H２０.如果你把所有的错误都关在门外时，真理也要被关在门外面了。　　If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.
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２１.我听见有些东西在我心的忧闷后面萧萧作响，－－我不能看见它们。
' l9 F( l  L$ [+ X0 n$ {9 Z! ?8 HI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.

$ \6 [8 {* {) B5 r7 F6 H２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
Leisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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  J$ a1 V- I: S! P２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
The leaf becomes flower when it loves.
6 A5 b$ `% Q2 t8 H) B7 CThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

7 i. Z# J! w4 p2 u; V' j* u２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.
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２５.阴雨的黄昏，风无休止地吹着。我看着摇曳的树枝，想念万物的伟大。
3 F7 x( ^8 ~/ z6 _- ^2 r, }- H# g* eThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
- T; E: s3 c. j8 \! @+ ]6 UI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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- B4 p. B8 a% n8 q8 t0 e7 q２６.子夜的风雨，如一个巨大的孩子，在不合时宜的黑夜里醒来，开始游戏和喧闹。
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

3 D+ `0 ~( Y" Z  i, {% r9 ]２７.海呀，你这暴风雨的孤寂的新妇呀，你虽掀起波浪追随你的情人，但是无用呀。
Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.
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２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
工作对文字说道：“当我看见你的时，我便知道我是怎样地贫乏了。”
I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
; z* n; h2 e- J9 j# S% II know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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" B4 Q9 L7 h  R" d* l- ?# X; P  B２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
4 J) e% y! T$ L2 @在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
5 M, V+ w' ^$ B& _Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
1 t0 a& |9 d9 A' a4 IIn fiction she moves with ease.