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。”　　　　　　　　　　
2 T( R5 Y4 e( D' a! zAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
% y6 M% d' K+ N  G+ H- b5 s5 RWhere is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
6 W. ?+ r" z2 N* i  K; H% ^２０.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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; O* N) }  B6 J( }# K6 e' [4 g% P２１.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。
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
8 u/ n: O( O, ?- g% d---I cannot see them.

２２.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.
  w3 g9 e( o# j4 cThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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) s' M7 T% Q0 J$ A8 n! n6 s7 Z$ }( _２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
( r0 Y8 [7 u' K- \/ G1 VThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
( l8 m, Y8 _8 a) Y' j$ wThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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- B: Q2 ^: [% k% n" d& y0 x２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
" z$ J6 U. ]/ M+ S4 B9 I) iThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

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。
This rainy evening the wind is restless.
2 `1 W8 N6 Z) U( M: Q1 y! RI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

5 A* y  N: \) x- ^9 f# m２６.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.

* h" M6 e5 l/ K- r1 l２７.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
& x  D, o$ u1 X% c4 P9 s  vlonely 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。”
% s7 {7 n+ x' z! PI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
# z3 T( f! H' Z+ r- b7 g& x# u% y5 u/ MI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

, O- i  ]  `0 k; L; }２９.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
8 a' R1 t( V5 D8 I0 D- Bit mere change and no wealth.
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.