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.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
! z2 e8 j6 [9 b: J- D- ^* k5 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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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。
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.
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$ i& ?) F2 P1 }$ g２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
) G0 p4 O! P; q' `& OLeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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! R2 E$ A2 Y+ ^% w) w* o# G7 t２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
5 }0 ^/ j( h8 b+ K+ ^+ R6 CThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
$ e- Z  s2 l0 T/ A3 m( ^  I8 zThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

$ o5 K' R4 Q0 ^: ~! k& S  n２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
9 \7 v& Y- ?, G7 l' [& r% U: yThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

8 ~- k3 t, n4 I, i' `0 \# v0 S２５.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: I  z9 J0 bThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
) M& R* a- O: h  S- |( J+ {8 FI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

' Q4 X3 m" n8 Z２６.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。
# ~- D: O/ r  @+ |1 p3 DStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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- A/ s6 [+ u2 h: ~. d6 [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。
! J, E0 c, m5 ^Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
5 v* u% y, k4 o: r8 Z1 R) Dlonely bride of the storm.

２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
& T3 \# @9 X- [& N$ [: C1 x5 y" I: y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.

2 X8 j* S5 r4 {( n２９.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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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
! ]3 H& Q+ b9 t! R, Z在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
# o9 S' A/ j9 R3 O# @: bIn fiction she moves with ease.