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。”　　　　　　　　　　
$ d- d% o- V4 z( WAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
# J/ N: l+ T6 g: Z  mIn 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.

# H' j" g: h5 f) H4 K; U２１.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。
: Q1 I5 Q0 m3 m4 x2 T6 Q6 S+ CI hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart,
: u6 W& k- a  N; \; ^$ h---I cannot see them.

, z/ W% \2 K/ n2 U, R7 [- W２２.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。
' C3 _* |: ~. DThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
* u5 w6 O; i/ R4 N2 P4 i3 }The flower becomes fruit when it worships.

' a& ?& B! ?; p" a- U２４.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
6 q. z7 ^$ @, G4 A0 u+ g( B1 j4 Fall things.

: V5 r+ {; F, ?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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% l2 a# f7 }+ V1 \9 I8 Q6 l% D$ k２７.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
3 v! d8 e, I1 \( mlonely bride of the storm.

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。”
I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work.
7 e; r$ n+ ]9 jI 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。
8 J5 \6 }6 {" S9 B) y' C1 oTime is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.
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# C. M- M" O) r３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
# v" z- p1 k3 Z  ~# }在想象中，她却转动得很舒畅。
Truth in her dress finds facts too tight.
* ~4 {  j. V/ y0 gIn fiction she moves with ease.