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。”　　　　　　　　　　
6 d1 U* ]8 Z9 TAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
  s5 t7 p2 \, C9 X3 N; T& E! L* {4 fWhere is your dwelling-place?
% G) R) ^" |) ]5 i- C  E, z! d1 Q; RIn 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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% Q3 u2 o- n' |% ^* v２１.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,
+ ~0 I5 A% u* u* S2 B8 E) R1 ]---I cannot see them.

1 t% g: r# e6 z& z: X/ ]# [  q, l２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
: z* X/ W. @" _3 {! gLeisure in its activity is work.
* I4 D  V% `! o" WThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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２３.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.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

9 ]5 Y4 u) _8 I; A, ~: I' x9 M- ?２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
: Y9 W6 v# t* `" VThe 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。
4 O5 G( W8 a) T) |& nThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

- n( D! T$ e; [6 y3 A$ h4 W２６.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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* z& s0 A: h% h２７.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。
Thou 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。”
I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
3 w$ e+ _( n/ k- i# n" `" s2 i8 KI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.

& }+ ]1 O' V5 C8 A1 d9 l! }1 x２９.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
0 R9 M& A! u/ ?$ p/ Qit mere change and no wealth.

# i  D- n' v; t* E  m. q3 p: }2 [8 q３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
5 o- ~) o- J! Y/ d5 U在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.