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?
9 P8 {- S8 P1 T8 n$ y' XIn the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
3 p. f% C! y- o6 m２０.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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. z6 }- l1 t# Y* M4 A２１.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。
. T( v( }9 }0 b( E2 \$ k1 h0 C3 sI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
: \7 k( ]! G: ~' i/ I: a---I cannot see them.

& m  P5 L1 {& y! ^; B9 p+ a8 s+ c6 Q２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
% H& v: e5 c: I3 k2 @: PLeisure in its activity is work.
* C3 s( a9 \3 B% b9 AThe 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。
2 z. y- e; p# F7 hThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
# L( P  a% E. w" r* JThe 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。
6 T0 A1 e. b4 _, TThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

! J6 \- M0 E0 J$ |; S２５.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
7 C. ^: U" m3 a$ {3 C  n8 @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。
Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark,has begun to play and shout.
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( y8 ~& P9 M# Q6 `7 F$ m- M２７.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。
+ f  T' \! X. A6 sThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.

２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
$ k! J9 m- ^4 Q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.
5 u; P) }6 s9 sI 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。
* {/ Z3 [2 J8 Z3 }# \  X2 I6 xTime 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。
在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
8 p; I. H6 L1 d9 KTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.