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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

(“I asked of Destiny...”)

I asked of Destiny, “Tell me who with relentless hand pushes me on?”
Destiny told me to look behind.
I turned and saw my own self behind pushing forward the self in front.

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Bruno G. Robert Rudio
Otras obras de Rabindranath Tagore...
The Gardener: 8

When the lamp went out by my bed… I sat at my open window with a fre… The young traveller came along the… A pearl chain was on his neck, and… For very shame I could not say, “…
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Francesco Sassetti and His Son Teodoro, by Domenico Ghirlandaioca
The Gift

I WANT TO give you something, m… Our lives will be carried apart, a… But I am not so foolish as to hop… Young is your life, your path long… You have your play and your playma…
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On the Nature of Love

The night is black and the forest… a million people thread it in a mi… We have trysts to keep in the dark… or with whom– of that we are unawa… But we have this faith– that a lif…
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(“With a glance of your eyes...”)

With a glance of your eyes you cou… But for their praises you have no… You could humble at your feet the… But it is your loved ones, unknown… The perfection of your arms would…
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Twelve O'Clock

MOTHER, I do want to leave off… You say it is only twelve o’clock.… I can easily imagine now that the… I can just shut my eyes and think… If twelve o’clock can come in the…
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Gitanjali

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. This little flute of a reed thou hast carried ove...
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Lover's Gifts XL: a Message Came

A message came from my youth of va… you among the quivering of unborn… and hours ache with songs unsung.” It says, “Come to me across the w… the gates of death. For dreams fad…
Patience

If thou speakest not I will fill… I will keep still and wait like th… and its head bent low with patienc… The morning will surely come, the… and thy voice pour down in golden…
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Broken Song

Kasinath the new young singer fill… The seven notes dance in his throa… His voice is a sharp sword slicing… It darts like lightening —no knowi… He sets deadly traps for himself,…
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Lost Time

On many an idle day have I grieve… But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast taken every moment of my… Hidden in the heart of things thou… buds into blossoms, and ripening f…
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Poems on Life

Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality… but the living the immortality of… Life’s errors cry for the merciful…
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(“Leave off your works, bride...”)

Leave off your works, bride. List… Do you hear, he is gently shaking… Let not your anklets be loud, and… Leave off your works, bride, the g… No, it is not the wind, bride. Do…
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The Gardener: 54

Where do you hurry with your baske… They all have come home with their… The echoes of the voices calling f… Where do you hurry with your baske… Sleep has laid her fingers upon th…
Little of Me

Let only that little be left of me whereby I may name thee my all. Let only that little be left of my… whereby I may feel thee on every s… and come to thee in everything,
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Poems on Beauty

Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a… Beauty is in the ideal of perfect… which is in the universal being; truth the perfect comprehension of…
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