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。”　　　　　　　　　　
/ i. k# }/ n% K+ z! pAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
" e3 [/ P9 [) n' T+ E3 I２０.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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, J& L! O" ~, B8 H6 h2 `& p! C２１.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。
: u9 @9 h2 r# D. g! }" a) i/ [# ]I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.
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8 D6 M% |- ]: q# U4 W; n8 I２２.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.
- O& B$ m! b4 v  {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.
8 }: r" J) z  _, wThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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4 J0 k1 N& g, e* @* H２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
  H* K8 b2 A" B! f+ q: dThe 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。
( x: j0 u; ?. ^- Y) [% J. q: V5 Q- WThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
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。
( {. Z% W+ F4 RStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

; |, c. e; f+ e' w# v& f) D２７.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。
2 V: d) o9 k" {/ D& bThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
: A! `9 ?* z# V) Z- J) clonely bride of the storm.

' c3 n4 f$ R2 r) K２８.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.
9 H& U  ]8 A- V- J+ cI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

' o3 x/ V) L4 Q, z; Y! g1 x+ y２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
* y! x, e$ s1 f3 H2 E1 V4 O* C/ uTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.

2 W5 I! H% D, T$ f３０.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。
% ?: S7 ]1 E% [  ~: g4 ^$ }5 {Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.