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。”　　　　　　　　　　
+ y2 J3 L# |4 _9 l, q2 u* |" iAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
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.

6 d4 |' O" i& k# H; v9 H２１.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。
' v6 a$ z% J( o! S; E4 [I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
6 \% O- Y1 g( |7 }( D# h---I cannot see them.

0 Z. Z7 _% Y! K２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
! i' n1 h2 o) d' W4 W3 w2 y% LLeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
' a& T; J; l3 P3 gThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
2 H; Y6 Q# D4 D1 o; s3 nThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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1 V; w/ P* A% s5 ^' h6 s+ ?* b0 E0 M２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
- B* [% d9 B* {5 d& cThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

% h& E6 }4 A2 i  T$ q' @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.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
& X- C, V- L4 r' |. r# y3 @all things.

２６.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。
, F1 x9 b1 W  k1 v8 X. KStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

! E+ w+ L. }0 [6 Y２７.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.

( ~; ]& u9 f) j0 i２８.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。”
0 D8 m( D# \+ i0 g( G  w& r" Q# d: LI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
I know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
2 Y6 N( n- r# [# Q4 T( PTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.

: z6 T" _; j$ j３０.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。
! o& p! f/ \5 H& TTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.