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。”　　　　　　　　　　
8 }4 i  T' v6 T* n6 }' g( \7 nAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
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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.

; W! Y8 T& G8 ~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。
) M1 p' I& R8 R! {# L' n6 F, E8 iI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
9 d* o1 \9 ~7 G, R5 [% [% p2 x0 B4 P1 a$ B---I cannot see them.
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% s2 o) V) {: x- S* H* [1 Z( \5 C２２.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.

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.
! }) j! h" N; wThe 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。
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

' R& ~. a' Z: b/ K  J9 F1 r２５.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。
5 a& }1 u) p1 Z7 kThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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' ]6 F" L/ S( S# @  `. L1 u" 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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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.

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。”
3 ]- X6 ]3 T; r# g  [8 _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.
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２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
/ z$ O, e( l2 {$ M3 CTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
& E2 R, d3 ^: q' Y) l' I: Zit 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。
8 e5 E1 ?7 p: a* J6 m7 s3 nTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.