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。”　　　　　　　　　　
& ~+ l# J  b% n6 W" W* yAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
9 \9 t/ u3 D" E8 o. ~1 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.

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。
: e" B8 c  |+ c6 N9 C2 k) l! wI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
1 m1 y) I3 g; E' C' C---I cannot see them.
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( p7 X: F3 `: n+ n0 U２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
; f  g( f7 c. d" h' B' WLeisure in its activity is work.
% u7 {; l& l, p) BThe stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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4 W% y2 t) D$ h; U5 P２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
The leaf becomes flower when it loves.
The flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
1 g, B5 [. t7 E7 o' G+ 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。
: o2 V+ ], s, |8 l' o% Z+ NThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
2 t( @+ ^, w6 e7 aall 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。
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。
; N6 |$ q- m1 nThou 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。”
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.

/ R+ ~2 \' c  m7 X  D1 U0 y２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
5 m& H: Y6 B% B7 v) {Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.

% ?% \! S; i! }+ [1 |0 \３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
5 e  u! {5 V8 w  Z在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
- w# q9 R, T2 ^In fiction she moves with ease.