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?
$ I/ H1 A, d+ p. ~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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& T' o7 ~& S5 _3 R( i: 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。
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
* s. ?. l) `& F' k---I cannot see them.
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5 H) m* M6 K" A9 p0 R２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
  C; Q! W8 _+ L0 t: eLeisure in its activity is work.
4 D! c. G- ?4 a+ P  D+ ?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。
6 h+ G4 r4 x, }3 W# a# @" k+ WThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
6 X* N  }$ E$ `- l9 wThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

* A+ ?& O8 u: d' H5 C8 i２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
+ m2 q  d: B8 D. ?# IThe 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。
! F. h4 z, O7 A6 r1 U2 H; a6 }- tThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
0 u& w! P9 {+ hI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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' ]6 r, Q7 n, [0 b7 ^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。
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

7 ?  ^4 }# }6 J: O' o& 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。
6 a+ c* x' H( O! fThou 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。”
0 J# O3 p$ s- BI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
; b. p6 X% ^. K0 d/ DI 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。
9 a& u) B, }# X& q7 [7 fTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
( C5 ~' Z; \* `% S0 Vit mere change and no wealth.
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8 l: `( t" w+ ~! F4 e2 _/ H３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
, Q) W" R/ O! l& D& H. b  o在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
4 t, {; s8 u3 c  {6 WTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.