The Gardener LXXXIII: She Dwelt On The Hillside (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
She dwelt on the hillside by edgeof a maize-field, near the spring thatflows in laughing rills through thesolemn shadows of ...
She dwelt on the hillside by edgeof a maize-field, near the spring thatflows in laughing rills through thesolemn shadows of ...
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he does ...
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house,if only in some happy future I ...
When I called you in your gardenMango blooms were rich in fragrance -Why did you remain so distant,Keep your doors ...
Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not.Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own.Thou ...
In desperate hope I go and search for herin all the corners of my room;I find her not.My house is ...
This is my delight,thus to wait and watch at the waysidewhere shadow chases lightand the rain comes in the wake ...
Man goes into the noisy crowdto drown his own clamour of silence.~ Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.For life ...
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he ...
In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners of my room; I find her not. ...
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house, if only in some happy future ...
Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not. Thou hast given me seats in homes not my ...
She dwelt on the hillside by edge of a maize-field, near the spring that flows in laughing rills through the ...
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