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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Poems on Love

Love adorns itself;
it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.
 
Love does not claim possession,
but gives freedom.
 
Love is an endless mystery,
for it has nothing else to explain it.
 
Love’s gift cannot be given,
it waits to be accepted.

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Preferido o celebrado por...
Bruno G. Marianela Montesinos Maria Do Céu Pires Costa
Otras obras de Rabindranath Tagore...
Portrait of a Young Man, by Vincenzo Catena
The Gardener: 21

Why did he choose to come to my do… As I come in and out I pass by hi… I know not if I should speak to h… The cloudy nights in July are dar… He weaves his songs with fresh tun…
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Little Flute

Thou hast made me endless, such is… vessel thou emptiest again and aga… This little flute of a reed thou h… and hast breathed through it melod… At the immortal touch of thy hands…
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The Gardener: 46

You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for you… But ah, my evil fortune, time is s… Youth wanes year after year; the s… Should I neglect all this to gaze…
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Worker of the Universe

It is only the revelation of You… that is endlessly new and eternall… and that gives the only meaning to… we feel Your rhythmic throb as sou… world in our own souls; then are w…
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Stray Birds 61 - 70

61 TAKE my wine in my own cup, frie… It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others. 62
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The Tame Bird Was in a Cage

THE tame bird was in a cage, the… They met when the time came, it wa… The free bird cries, ‘O my love,… The cage bird whispers, ‘Come hit… Says the free bird, 'Among bars,…
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The Gardener: 57

I plucked your flower, O world! I pressed it to my heart and the t… When the day waned and it darkened… More flowers will come to you with… But my time for flower-gathering i…
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The Gardener: 52

Why did the lamp go out? I shaded it with my cloak to save… Why did the flower fade? I pressed it to my heart with anxi… Why did the stream dry up?
Threshold

I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold… What was the power that made me op… like a bud in the forest at midnig… When in the morning I looked upon…
The Home

I paced alone on the road across t… hiding its last gold like a miser. The daylight sank deeper and deepe… widowed land, whose harvest had be… Suddenly a boy’s shrill voice rose…
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Ungrateful Sorrow

At dawn shey(1) departed My mind tried to console me — ' Everything is Maya(2)'. Angrily I replied: 'Here’s this sewing box on the tab…
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Maya

Maya That I should make much of myself… thus casting colored shadows on th… ——such is thy Maya. Thou settest a barrier in thine ow…
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An Experiment on a Bird in an Air Pump, by Joseph Wright of Derby
The Gardener: 6

The tame bird was in a cage, the f… They met when the time came, it wa… The free bird cries, “O my love,… The cage bird whispers, “Come hit… Says the free bird, “Among bars,…
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The Village Beauty, by Fattu
Freedom

Freedom from fear is the freedom I claim for you my motherland! Fear, the phantom demon, shaped by your own distorted dreams; Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head, bre...
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The Gardener 38

My love, once upon a time your poe… Alas, I was not careful, and it s… It broke up into scraps of songs a… All my cargo of the stories of old… You must make this loss good to me…
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