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。”　　　　　　　　　　
* a( L/ ~# U7 ^Asks the Possible to the Impossible,
$ [; B' d4 b. M9 ]6 m0 G. WWhere is your dwelling-place?
In 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.
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  \# Y# o, L5 g& s, r２１.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。
0 Q( t1 }2 t$ `# z' NI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.
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２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
* `" `% X4 f. _$ n2 f* ^Leisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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２３.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.
' v& q* n1 W: ~The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
* @; T) |: v; c. A, xThe 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。
% U' P7 V8 U$ ?! W+ X/ nThis rainy evening the wind is restless.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
, r$ Y5 b) R' \9 vall things.

# H: s4 X% x% H5 a２６.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.

2 p, u# W& {7 w; `4 U& J  {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 C' I7 m. ?! n# Q8 z" b$ qThou 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。”
- z  c/ R2 Z/ O( ^/ d2 e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。”
! @7 W9 q( @4 k1 t' M& L  [I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
7 n9 P) }0 e5 x* M/ e, \5 j" kI 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。
+ I* Q0 j; h: H' P/ gTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.
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３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
6 p  n6 Y: Y" q2 H! `( N8 X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.