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,
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% p0 w) ?3 Z6 e9 j" h6 b3 ?In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
3 s5 C' z/ Y& D* k' _9 Z% s, J1 ]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。
I 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。
6 d: z) @) `; J, u. O. ELeisure in its activity is work.
The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

% n1 f' v- T, u# K２３.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.
( v9 Z% f. a( s2 H# YThe 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。
2 P2 H# P0 P9 r2 lThe roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.
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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.
I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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4 O0 S+ z5 u* ~- K２６.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。
+ m+ L" r: @# B' W$ JThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.
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# O/ F, w" X* M$ R7 ^2 K( U２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
$ `! L/ @: A+ ~2 i. W* I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。
( Y; K4 z; ]: P! ?4 C- d* hTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
0 }6 [% H, N0 T3 S8 Jit mere change and no wealth.

' L# p! w# S! u. Z6 g$ h: D2 G３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
4 B4 d* T3 {6 b+ \' n在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
- r+ A9 @$ d. l# b& vTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
$ T+ b# z% Y# {" u! V! iIn fiction she moves with ease.