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.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
, J# a6 _8 p. _8 \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.

* Y0 x/ G( Z5 Q/ y) a& M２１.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,
! ^: J% [4 p* b# M1 ^& E0 ~& F---I cannot see them.
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3 X- N- ^- E6 q- N" h2 s２２.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.
: b9 |* {" J$ W" |- b( F6 J0 Q' c2 WThe 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。
  O/ A( |4 U/ B& qThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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- J# n! N  S& `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.

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.
1 T2 [& R  S# c% V# UI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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, m- r7 Z3 U& B. u２６.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。
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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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
1 |' t$ b$ k4 K: glonely bride of the storm.
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* T) \& G: a2 x' E# q( W. M% q+ I２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
" U) g% }+ M" b6 x: H$ U2 b9 s0 R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。”
# q8 t: E! j- z/ d# P% s4 P5 B0 jI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
5 Y4 P, B. {, o4 r) w, S! ^I know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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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
/ F* l8 p1 O$ X6 @# J( Sit mere change and no wealth.
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
/ |' Q4 j9 v2 @! g( P+ W/ ?) ?在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
6 c! o1 Y4 T; {/ z, A$ L4 U; dIn fiction she moves with ease.