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。”　　　　　　　　　　
0 i+ i  d$ j# P; W, OAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where 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.

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。
! d7 o/ f* O4 Z4 W- E4 u6 QI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
---I cannot see them.

+ Z+ `' G$ b+ x/ U! ?; R, A1 z: p２２.闲暇在动作时便是工作。静止的海水荡动时便成波涛。
  x3 M* v6 j+ h. w1 Q9 R: x3 zLeisure in its activity is work.
/ g8 v: p7 g  N/ N3 j0 ]The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.
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1 p( U. h" b" k7 ^２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
( z  P3 K( ^5 V% S% I# q5 \, \, dThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
) n2 e1 Y' A! I, b" u) s5 P- l* DThe flower becomes fruit when it worships.
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; w  y* i3 Z6 n: N6 z# j２４.埋在地下的树根使树枝产生果实，却不要什么报酬。
The 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
$ [4 q9 t& u; ^0 B# ?all things.
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0 d& Z" r: \  w' N6 d２６.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.

! D6 S* P$ d9 }; \! O9 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。
7 R" O: u0 ?& kThou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
5 V( Q% N3 h3 K& E0 [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。”
$ F# o- O( {6 S9 ]$ vI am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
1 ~& Y3 ^( T+ ~- @3 b- ?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。
7 u& G7 h& o5 v. p% ^  d8 cTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
' V: `$ f( _2 `& [$ Iit mere change and no wealth.

３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
3 |: T1 ?* w' ^: W8 o在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
' u) ^* h/ B6 O- k/ i8 zIn fiction she moves with ease.