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,
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.
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; Y& b# h5 h7 J. w( T+ \0 F/ S２１.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,
& y: q1 h, b, ]9 D' S' O; }---I cannot see them.
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1 m- ~1 M& I6 K9 y２２.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.
  d. T# D$ U) n! o9 B0 A  L2 Q9 dThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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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.
& @- K1 @( T7 GThe 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.
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8 K$ L  Q% r" W- h* e/ b" O# b２５.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.
- h1 k/ e8 ^8 m, u" n9 ?0 KI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
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' Z. v$ c5 x/ V  P9 M/ B２６.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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9 Q8 |  i& @& G$ I1 r２７.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
  @' o) R2 N" |% p% F$ p' |lonely bride of the storm.

* g9 a. o$ W: E: I２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
/ C: h. M8 a+ Y- B4 f  j5 Z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.

" o3 J9 Q9 l& |0 s6 B  Z２９.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
it mere change and no wealth.
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6 r7 O0 V0 p# u8 D３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
- Q) Q  O% `  |! d' I: r3 f  G, i在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
! F& P- |* R% e! RIn fiction she moves with ease.