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?
! O% ~4 {; ^8 y7 |( W3 rIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
3 z, I* T0 N6 G% [+ \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.

1 A) D3 U0 y( [, h2 I! ~" e２１.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。
: u& G5 @: D2 W0 iI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
& B0 W& V: t; u. k4 m, A/ e---I cannot see them.

２２.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.
5 `1 K1 X9 Y, w0 FThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

9 j  F5 s8 J! W( f- ^% d0 c２３.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.
" b! X+ [! `+ O, `The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

$ f$ k4 S2 O+ |- h! z. ^$ K7 q２４.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.

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。
This rainy evening the wind is restless.
  P; Q9 t* [2 C/ E8 r- D, XI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
+ a$ P3 t9 i+ g" l2 H5 Yall things.

7 w- D, ~7 i# L5 x$ o: g２６.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。
9 z2 E9 W' h9 w) f2 z; HStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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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。
5 o' L6 v8 R- R0 J5 q" Z/ C7 ~+ P/ KThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.

! s! q% d6 N* V1 W; _6 |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。”
+ y, C, |5 j# z% ]: {' w+ XI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
- G4 M8 s/ Y( x, B: YI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

２９.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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, b* J1 v7 U4 f& S3 B$ k' E$ ]+ Z３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
7 w1 V; o4 a& t在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
# J0 g) s4 t  nTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.