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?
* @- H- {' ]9 U+ v2 F: o* c5 DIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
/ c8 w: |9 b5 G8 ^& A" Q２０.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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) d# N5 `5 C; [5 n6 {9 ]* 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。
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---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.
. I% `' U/ F; W/ Z) ?  vThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

! A( @7 h% p/ ~" q* {/ A2 e２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
* A  p8 `6 Q2 j5 z% @' g" KThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
* p  N+ R' z& S) j- g4 X6 xThe 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.

. B# y6 V( r) f; {0 T２５.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.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
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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。
8 O' a: z# t; }# t! \* ^& I& E5 k9 nStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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( x* Y3 ^) y: F, Y0 A: t  t7 Y( c２７.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.

２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
7 d) I) S$ T: v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。”
) _" J  T, _4 E7 A6 p( v$ ZI 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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1 A6 q0 y* f& C0 P２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
: K$ e2 i5 M( H) x1 V" Y5 S. iTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
. }0 U" \. t* {; h; S在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
0 k: ^2 b. v7 E" h1 qTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
: l3 [% f$ p# k  d- e1 KIn fiction she moves with ease.