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.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
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.

+ @: |/ Y# M) M  a2 h２１.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。
1 y: j6 d. A4 W2 o* }8 @I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.
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２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
- F1 X* C1 V8 r" xLeisure in its activity is work.
The 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.
8 p/ e, X& l; y1 hThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

9 Y- I& }" P/ l4 r/ v! Q# 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.

3 d$ B' s1 J& B6 @. ~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.
) N0 {1 J1 j4 v2 }I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
5 v) f1 K3 v* N+ N$ ~) Rall things.
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# I, t8 O. m, u: o1 n; 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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$ T! C# [+ G& 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
) y/ e$ n/ N- S3 F9 x" hlonely bride of the storm.
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２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
9 y* v+ X& Z! G/ `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。”
  b& _3 E9 W( }I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
9 {5 |, s# z- uI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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/ l' d) j5 H* F' o, C0 f7 P２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
, C0 p+ d# i3 p' K) s  dTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.

３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
4 r# g6 ~( O  H1 n  ~在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
3 J2 u9 m% z% W. h8 r1 NIn fiction she moves with ease.