The Land Of The Exile (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know whatthe time is. There is no fun in ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know whatthe time is. There is no fun in ...
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river. Where those boats are tied to the bamboo ...
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I amas old as my father ...
You say that father write a lot of books, but what he writes I don'tunderstand. He was reading to you all ...
Who is obsessed by religionHe is blindHe only kills and gets killed.Even an atheist is blessedBecause he doesn't have the ...
Mother, your baby is silly! She is so absurdly childish! She does not know the difference between the lights in thestreets ...
Reverend sir, forgive this pair ofsinners. Spring winds to-day areblowing in wild eddies, driving dustand dead leaves away, and with ...
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held highWhere knowledge is freeWhere the world has not been ...
You say that father write a lot of books, but what he write I don't understand. He was reading to ...
Mother, your baby is silly! She is so absurdly childish! She does not know the difference between the lights in ...
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river. Where those boats are tied to the ...
Reverend sir, forgive this pair of sinners. Spring winds to-day are blowing in wild eddies, driving dust and dead leaves ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what the time is. There is no ...
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I am as old as my ...
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