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。”　　　　　　　　　　
- Z7 E( T# z- EAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
: Y* r- B* z! H$ YWhere is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
! Z5 P1 X2 T1 i, f: Z0 x２０.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.

/ S# v+ B, T& [5 N0 Q  K$ r# k２１.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.

# b  V0 \! ^% N- G! l0 |２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
- z( p' @0 u4 ]! ULeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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$ U2 W' z7 i; I2 V+ f* E, b２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
" [0 y% t0 P( sThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

; Q- w) q( W) o( r4 @２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
7 Y# _! N9 L7 u# l# d/ q  \" p4 FThe 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。
% L- V0 \! |# D4 F- i! ZThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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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。
- x8 g2 h. s4 h9 _8 u; t/ UStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.

２７.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。”
, m- `7 S! y$ F% l$ M% 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.

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
it mere change and no wealth.
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9 V8 Y1 v) e* k1 c３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
4 c7 }$ a5 a0 \6 T% O' u5 F. l9 v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.