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.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
" v3 S6 t, ~- g6 M, r9 q; M/ ]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.
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; ?" `8 b; h) g, W２１.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.
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5 N$ ~( w  z/ A+ J' S6 d/ ?２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
( x7 T' f4 G7 J' Q1 ?& J2 A/ OLeisure in its activity is work.
7 E$ d' g3 N& {3 yThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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0 A  o- s, W) ^* X) _8 _! J4 c２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
) d  X- C, |# j( L2 QThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
) W3 [  z# l; L) @The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

3 Q) j' |9 b5 j4 e; O, d- n5 E1 N２５.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。
4 d% ]% l" `8 J* ~9 x5 yThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
6 m3 c/ n5 P$ Lall 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。
' A" w9 X; m; n4 IStorm 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。
, B4 o3 y3 P3 |: H! D8 X. NThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
3 s" ?* j0 `2 H0 glonely bride of the storm.
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２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
: c5 W& Y, |" n- d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.
I know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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2 Y- |& h; n2 v, n2 I. C２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
2 P* P4 [" _" A+ k$ {9 STime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
9 ~) k9 X- K9 P( H$ d; h: e. V在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
7 d& l( _+ t, M8 PTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
+ A0 c5 L+ s( z3 CIn fiction she moves with ease.