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When she passed by me with quick s… From the unknown island of a heart… A flutter of a flitting touch brus… It fell upon my heart like a sigh…
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…
I asked of Destiny, “Tell me who… Destiny told me to look behind. I turned and saw my own self behin…
If the day is done, if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thi… even as thou hast wrapt the earth…
Have you not heard his silent step… He comes, comes, ever comes. Every moment and every age, every day and every night he comes… Many a song have I sung in many a…
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,…
Mother, your baby is silly! She i… She does not know the difference b… streets and the stars. When we play at eating with pebble… food, and tries to put them into h…
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,…
When I bring you coloured toys, m… is such a play of colours on cloud… painted in tints—when I give colou… When I sing to make you dance, I… in leaves, and why waves send thei…
If you would be busy and fill your… The water will cling round your fe… The shadow of the coming rain is o… I know well the rhythm of your ste… Come, O come to my lake, if you m…
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…
Music is silenced, the dark descen… Has stripped unending skies of all… Weariness grips your limbs and wit… Dumbly ring the bells of hugely ga… Still, O bird, O sightless bird,
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…
Your days will be full of cares, i… My house by the cross—roads has it… absent, —for I sing. I shall never be made to answer fo… your heart. If I pledge my word t…
Would you put your wreath of fresh… But you must know that the one wre… It is too late to ask my heart in… There was a time when my life was… Now it is squandered far and wide.