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。”　　　　　　　　　　
Asks the Possible to the Impossible,
, n( ]+ p* H9 N: D8 [( ~6 WWhere is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
# s0 }! }) D/ [0 c$ K２０.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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& X8 _* F# z+ q  O1 Z２１.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。
! b  n3 y  N- ?- uI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
) e9 o* q! p6 Y# S9 _# G- l---I cannot see them.

, b' o* N. a' R) N8 ^２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
, y: J4 n4 L+ g) ^9 H7 F* m! ALeisure 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。
The leaf becomes flower when it loves.
* Y+ x! K) \0 j+ PThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
! \3 i4 U% k5 }# rThe 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.
3 B) O" c; z& x# ~8 [2 O4 _6 wI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

  j2 L; a( V# z5 v8 }& J２６.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.
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* X: @# Y" Z! o/ k* `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。
/ Y* o; d( T$ z3 D$ l1 j, M; @* {Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.

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.
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。
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
. L6 p# X/ z$ x  Iit mere change and no wealth.

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。
2 }2 c9 W& j+ [4 V% @4 [) s0 |! HTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.