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,
  ~8 J$ Z1 W: bWhere is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
  j4 C+ \) ^2 H  c/ [0 P+ L２０.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.

* e7 s  x- Z) u8 z２１.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,
( N. ~2 V$ H7 ^---I cannot see them.
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9 c' t* x6 J6 C1 ]) B# D% I5 [２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
% g# O$ w& Z. t' @/ ^+ `Leisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

* l1 p: p# @6 l. N: n* F２３.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.
( L- Z& C( ]- C6 F" Y7 Z  EThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

: D& t/ A! V- K7 Y2 I. M, w+ u２４.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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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。
. P( a, |3 Q3 y! }6 ?+ EThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

% P) O* @" _( _% O6 F. 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。
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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4 v- D; Z( S9 L- w, Y2 Z; h6 s２７.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
/ [4 j' x! j# d. v5 K; o0 X& Ulonely bride of the storm.

6 n: |6 D! @' \- o! s; w4 t２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
" U4 {( a# }2 r/ V+ \7 t* [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.
+ x; W: \; y) B; i2 }+ d4 xI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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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
0 c' O, |, g4 K1 z9 y8 Git mere change and no wealth.

３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
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.