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,
3 k" }( S6 u) H4 `$ J/ W" }Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
) y& F  ^0 B! A7 R9 T２０.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.

4 E7 Q/ m6 ~+ [, ?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。
. w& n" j; X3 D, S$ i( G9 n' II hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
; p9 F) E# g3 D3 j3 |---I cannot see them.

( \  w$ k0 D! ^6 f２２.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.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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2 ?3 w3 k3 c4 t4 F' e２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
5 c0 h4 ^  N) ^& M% U" mThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
- \' M8 d7 \/ T- GThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.

$ d. E' V0 }) J1 N$ q２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
* z, \& M5 f9 m/ {3 ^The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.
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+ H5 }- o$ J# I' d２５.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。
/ \  U% K: }/ P1 CThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
; [) V3 f1 C8 \2 TI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
( h/ T; G% ^, y9 {8 U+ Mall 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。
8 O$ F+ |: F3 V' `- c. MThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.
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: a6 R2 l, a: G5 r２８.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.
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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
  W7 i8 G/ c& u) e0 }* `it mere change and no wealth.
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% O) M1 y* y- Y. j& C; Z7 H３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
/ e# D+ s6 a% J在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.