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。”　　　　　　　　　　
; u$ M0 H: |, |1 ^Asks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
2 U0 Z& j, W2 |2 L2 m8 r( ]; pIn 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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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。
$ e( D% {" i* y0 E" N! ?1 rI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
9 c# y+ q9 e* o% }1 y0 N: h---I cannot see them.

; Q* c; ?; A+ C2 o2 M& ?  i: p3 [２２.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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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.
The 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。
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the　branches　fruitful.

; f# j8 t0 M8 ]  r２５.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.
: d! v/ d8 z- i1 X% Y: F: ZI look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.
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3 ^& v% r( k* H8 r4 q3 P２６.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。
. O$ g8 J  i3 {' H" m) D1 H$ ^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。
Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou
lonely bride of the storm.
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: S- e6 d+ z- @3 C9 M& a２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
- H4 a* O9 g9 K' O. O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.
# e& m8 K' s% HI know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word.
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( J( A1 d% h- q8 Q5 E4 G/ K２９.时间是变化的财富。时钟模仿它，却只有变化而无财富。
2 p9 c9 a3 H" ?Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
+ F5 E6 A# d- N, [" X" Wit mere change and no wealth.

- \4 f( K/ f  `  Y1 `2 `３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
* D9 |3 J& s( ~0 Z& }在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
3 \: `% j5 q" MTruth in her dress finds facts too tight.
In fiction she moves with ease.