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。”　　　　　　　　　　
" q& r/ Y4 n# V. }& y$ lAsks the Possible to the Impossible,
Where is your dwelling-place?
In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
, M( K' e# O9 G8 V  W２０.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.

+ J+ u6 n* {+ d$ m) L' I# }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。
2 r5 K, b/ U/ [& eI 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。
Leisure in its activity is work.
& N( l  Q! u7 }/ ^3 ?The stillness of the sea stirs in waves.

２３.绿叶恋爱时便成了花。花崇拜时便成了果实。
5 }  H$ l* c, f7 o9 KThe leaf becomes flower when it loves.
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。
# x( z- p+ I2 w; u5 z7 o5 x8 qThe 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。
This rainy evening the wind is restless.
( b: ], Q$ [0 m* J$ p; @I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of
all things.

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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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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& V; m, l0 p$ a: b; a# |. a２８.文字对工作说道：“我惭愧我的空虚。”
8 T9 `7 ]- R& _# ~# c/ |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.
) B1 r' E6 Z( k3 W# a% T, J" wI 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。
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes
it mere change and no wealth.
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. M, N6 y; c: y, D; ]; a. i３０.真理穿了衣裳，觉得事实太拘束了。
0 I% }) P( I& W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.