I plucked your flower, O world! I pressed it to my heart and the thorn p… When the day waned and it darkened, I f… More flowers will come to you with perfu… But my time for flower-gathering is over…

I know not from what distant time thou art ever coming nearer to meet me. Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hi… In many a morning and eve thy footsteps… and thy messenger has come within my hea…

I have made You the polar star of my existence; never again can I lose my way… voyage of life. Wherever I go, You are always there to shower your benefience all around me. Yo…

Why do you speak so softly, Death, Deat… Creep upon me, watch me so stealthily? This is not how a lover should behave. When evening flowers droop upon their ti… Stems, when cattle are brought in from t…

I am restless. I am athirst for far-awa… My soul goes out in a longing to touch t… O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy… I forget, I ever forget, that I have no… I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger…

VIII Lest I should know you too easily, you… You blind me with flashes of laughter to… I know, I know your art; You never say the word you would.

Bless this little heart, this white soul… heaven for our earth. He loves the light of the sun, he loves… mother’s face. He has not learned to despise the dust,…

There is a looker—on who sits behind my… things in ages and worlds beyond memory’… forgotten sights glisten on the grass an… has seen under new veils the face of the… hours of many a nameless star. Therefore…

The night is black and the forest has no… a million people thread it in a million… We have trysts to keep in the darkness,… or with whom– of that we are unaware. But we have this faith– that a lifetime’…

I love you, beloved. Forgive me my lov… Like a bird losing its way I am caught. When my heart was shaken it lost its vei… If you cannot love me, beloved, forgive… Do not look askance at me from afar.

Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,—t… beyond the limits of birth and death, un… and night; it is not of the earth. But your poet knows that its eternal hun… space, and it strives evermore to be bor…

“What comes from your willing hands I t… “Yes, yes, I know you, modest mendicant… “If there be a stray flower for me I wi… "But if there be thorns?” “I will endure them.”

WHEN the two sisters go to fetch water… They must be aware of somebody who stand… The two sisters whisper to each other wh… They must have guessed the secret of tha… Their pitchers lurch suddenly, and water…