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Girl with a Pearl Earring, by Johannes Vermeer
Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener: 31

My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars.
My songs are lost in their depths.
Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity.
Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.

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Stray Birds 11- 20

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Stray Birds 81 - 90

81 WHAT is this unseen flame of dar… whose sparks are the stars? 82 LET life be beautiful like summer…
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The Gardener: 72

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You say that father write a lot of… understand. He was reading to you all the even… make out what he meant? What nice stores, mother, you can…
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When the heart is hard and parched… come upon me with a shower of merc… When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song. When tumultuous work raises its di…
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(“We both live in the same village...”)

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41 THE trees, like the longings of the earth, stand a—tiptoe to peep at the heav… 42
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The Gardener: 78

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