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。”　　　　　　　　　　
2 F% B* b* y# Q) MAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
  E, q" |6 d) DIn 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.

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。
0 h7 u# g0 |- n, Q5 I( hI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.

1 k3 ]) q; ]& n/ f) M. R２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
0 x- @* O$ {4 K  s; YLeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

  D& h9 }9 _3 I  D２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
; n% A+ K( [: ~. G, ]3 `* U* J+ XThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
# v: x& u0 H" J9 h9 t0 ~) PThe 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。
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

$ }  d1 a; x# O* |$ @; e" t: S7 T２５.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.
; O$ B1 ?2 S! _8 R4 `% k/ qI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

9 ~: m: N1 ~, B6 a7 c: M２６.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。
( s) d4 V7 y2 B. T+ t. [Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

) i. @: Q8 \% f) A２７.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。
/ \  S6 E+ d6 n; y4 mThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
4 t* O. ~: w% |) x8 i) slonely bride of the storm.

２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
' ?) h/ {. Z6 b" N) P9 N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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% f' }5 Z8 o; L- U/ R6 g0 i: b２９.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
" L) ^& R% |  W2 B4 `6 Z3 Xit 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。
; R# T. T: O: `! [Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.