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。”　　　　　　　　　　
, H3 N, N2 ]+ i+ [  \Asks 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.

$ f: \0 v. L, v- ^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。
, e8 \; d, d0 J' ^1 P! F8 C' R; bI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.

9 Z2 \7 K' w' I& O8 V5 a# B２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
: n$ [7 Q0 `5 E5 g( Z) @: i: c' mLeisure in its activity is work.
. P+ `* T# \4 R4 G. tThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

& c, F# ~. |& S9 g* M２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
8 D8 ]3 m1 y" h1 G0 n# `The leaf becomes flower when it loves.
# ^, O8 }  `( U+ m0 VThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
! J- T: s. a! Z2 t+ P, o/ w: qThe 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.
" A4 m2 Z( N4 A/ Y  ^9 s" U3 B$ II look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
% L& U: M8 ^1 R- X  F: w. s! zall things.
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2 H( Y; T" a- ~( N! I1 N1 T２６.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.
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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。”
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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7 u+ Z9 S4 h2 s7 z" @1 V２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
# U. F, k& i8 s# t/ \Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it 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.
8 f1 ?) x0 O% mIn fiction she moves with ease.