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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Lover's Gifts V: I Would Ask for Still More

I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars,
and the world with its endless riches; but I would be content with
the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.

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