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。”　　　　　　　　　　
) W7 J; i) ]/ B# `9 D- S+ ^% N% D$ mAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
2 V3 A3 q- s- h2 OWhere is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
4 c* h' y$ D. c& ?* l- n２０.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.

２１.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.

9 b6 M3 L& |9 d２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
5 U$ N$ ]' z* F& _$ e3 f: _Leisure in its activity is work.
2 W, r9 E8 @" ~( |4 KThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
3 H6 S: h9 v! k8 D( c3 XThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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) C* Z! q$ D  I3 f; L２４.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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+ T- @' M5 j5 Q* v' Q  Z' z0 k２５.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。
! i1 T6 o4 |5 `2 Z: I" A- Q( TThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I 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。
: u# o" A3 f& w' |+ iStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

# i- b/ P* w6 q/ h# w& U" h. X２７.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。
% ?- F6 n1 Z4 t9 _Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
$ ]+ U, m! Q3 j. ]) E( ]( [; Q/ zlonely bride of the storm.
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3 }' h1 I! t/ A# f* E8 M２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
/ d! @- w, f2 S  t1 s: }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。”
: O$ a5 X5 C. ^I 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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& r; T$ E  W  q: Q! y２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
4 S( V. j( w( }, ~5 J9 _Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
1 y9 M  `% ?0 `5 [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 p/ D3 \+ m. m8 ?' V. @在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
5 C& X' M* ^2 J, I# kIn fiction she moves with ease.