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。”　　　　　　　　　　
+ l  G; p  @9 h1 h0 ~Asks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
5 k2 [% D; l$ V２０.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.

. h, |* ?+ G# c4 t( Z( w２１.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。
' m' [8 Z! r7 L  Z' vI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.

5 o0 y9 I  R, D$ ?# }２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
8 r8 I# [6 O1 I' A/ oLeisure in its activity is work.
& h& c. q" V1 \* z  v$ \3 [9 mThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

, Q5 ^2 Z$ X& L+ _) q" i２３.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.
* n) A- t9 O) M% a- _: u# H9 sThe 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.
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* [1 M! i/ \) ?& o( [9 i- E２５.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.
7 U( z! s  N) W( u$ M! H* tI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

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.
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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。
+ E0 z5 ?2 O2 [Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.

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。”
+ x2 j3 ]; o0 z: NI 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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0 Z5 l( {  y' Y) t' l7 [! k# b$ C" j２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
+ b+ a. n  t6 U9 n2 oTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.
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1 }8 F* j0 |9 i: q' A4 `4 P+ Y5 q３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
% \; a+ v- K3 l+ v在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
* R% c" Y) |) M0 J1 cIn fiction she moves with ease.