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。”　　　　　　　　　　
9 J1 a0 k0 R8 f/ X- k2 y2 sAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
7 p; o- d1 b) nIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
. a) X0 q, Y- z, R/ |+ }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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1 q" o1 C0 `0 T0 F6 n3 ?6 E２１.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,
---I cannot see them.
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２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
6 A- o' e; z: c: v& t9 vLeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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' C1 _* r) O8 C5 a1 O２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
; L' J7 `" `2 KThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
$ C! f0 c- [, _0 gThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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7 S" E# t6 \- h! Z/ E0 P5 n4 P! s２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
: d: T1 d) H# H2 J) T3 {& E) nThe 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。
This rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

2 d3 _& U: r) q# P" s+ a２６.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。
5 k0 [& v0 J- }$ t2 K& jStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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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
+ C2 h) }  `3 Klonely 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。”
0 C: f( P5 o5 p4 r8 V. v" \I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
7 c0 |: f* g: b8 a5 n" L5 v/ L1 UI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

, I8 B9 a# a# v* m２９.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
/ W) ?/ e# W  G: bit mere change and no wealth.
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3 N% p( X% B1 w+ }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.