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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 wish I could take a quiet corner in t… own world. I know it has stars that talk to him, an… down to his face to amuse him with its s… Those who make believe to be dumb, and l…
Leave this chanting and singing and tell… Whom dost thou worship in this lonely da… Open thine eyes and see thy God is not… He is there where the tiller is tilling… and where the pathmaker is breaking ston…
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for you and se… But ah, my evil fortune, time is short. Youth wanes year after year; the spring… Should I neglect all this to gaze after…
This song of mine will wind its music ar… This song of mine will touch your forehe… When you are alone it will sit by your s… My song will be like a pair of wings to… It will be like the faithful star overhe…
Let your work be, bride. Listen, the g… Do you hear, he is gently shaking the ch… See that your anklets make no loud noise… Let your work be, bride, the guest has c… No, it is not the ghostly wind, bride, d…
O woman, you are not merely the handiwor… Poets are weaving for you a web with thr… The sea gives its pearls, the mines thei… The desire of men's hearts has shed its… You are one half woman and one half drea…
41 THE trees, like the longings of the earth, stand a—tiptoe to peep at the heaven. 42
Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with the burning fire of desir… There is the lamp but never a flicker of… Ah, death were better by far for thee! Misery knocks at thy door,
If I were only a little puppy, not your… you say “No” to me if I tried to eat fr… Would you drive me off, saying to me, “… little puppy?” Then go, mother, go! I will never come…
The day was when I did not keep myself… and entering my heart unbidden even as o… unknown to me, my king, thou didst press… many a fleeting moment of my life. And today when by chance I light upon t…
Tulsidas, the poet, was wandering, deep… He found a woman sitting at the feet of… She rose as she saw him, bowed to him, a… “Why such hurry, my daughter?” asked Tu… “For heaven I do not long,” said the wo…
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I hunt for the golden stag. You may smile, my friends, but I pursue… I run across hills and dales, I wander… You come and buy in the market and go ba… I have no care in my heart; all my belon…
Do not keep to yourself the secret of yo… Say it to me, only to me, in secret. You who smile so gently, softly whisper,… The night is deep, the house is silent,… Speak to me through hesitating tears, th…
Where do you hurry with your basket this… They all have come home with their burde… The echoes of the voices calling for the… Where do you hurry with your basket when… Sleep has laid her fingers upon the eyes…