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。”　　　　　　　　　　
5 U  P6 z' a3 W; E! HAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
3 ?5 g$ T( D% gIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
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.

$ V5 Q- R6 s6 q) 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。
6 Z, q% R) e+ u9 XI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
. e" x* B) y! ^( o---I cannot see them.

' i2 d. v! u8 G/ r# M２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
. m8 N4 t- i, ^$ dLeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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/ S( x, Z3 z. {5 a/ C8 n２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
8 @9 c1 m& P8 a+ f0 H2 ]+ ~- tThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

' d0 v* m- F% q+ U+ [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.

# w3 l2 ?# l- O% |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。
This 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。
  V' `, C6 z1 hStorm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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/ i* P# u5 |8 a1 P2 P; @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
% k" g& q# _, \lonely bride of the storm.
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２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
9 ~3 d, I- I: i5 C0 w/ i* p# `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.

２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
$ t) K* ~, a7 e1 {8 |% s6 X5 _. g0 ITime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.

３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
4 m/ F  w/ c' j% }3 b' m在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
9 H7 Z! L/ a9 R* n# a1 OTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.