Lover’s Gifts V: I Would Ask For Still More (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its ...
I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its ...
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will ...
Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat, only thou and I, and never ...
O you shaggy-headed banyan tree standing on the bank of the pond, have you forgotten the little chile, like the ...
I hunt for the golden stag. You may smile, my friends, but I pursue the vision that eludes me. I ...
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for you and set your solitary image ...
Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is ...
If the day is done, if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil ...
I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,---that the path before ...
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot ...
There is room for you. You are alone with your few sheaves of rice. My boat is crowded, it is ...
Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in ...
In one salutation to thee, my God, let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet. ...
"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby asked its mother. She answered, half crying, ...
None lives for ever, brother, and nothing lasts for long. Keep that in mind and rejoice. Our life is not ...
Free me from the bonds of your sweetness, my love! Nor more of this wine of kisses. This mist of ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what the time is. There is no ...
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me- "We play from the time we wake ...
I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall be lost, and life will take ...
Last night in the garden I offered you my youth's foaming wine. You lifted the cup to your lips, you ...
This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, like the fond arms of love. This song ...
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet. The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. ...
I must launch out my boat. The languid hours pass by on the shore---Alas for me! The spring has done ...
At midnight the would-be ascetic announced: "This is the time to give up my home and seek for God. Ah, ...
Hands cling to hands and eyes linger on eyes: thus begins the record of our hearts. It is the moonlit ...
"Come and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road. Sword in hand, ...
When I bring to you colored toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colors on ...
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a ...
It is written in the book that Man, when fifty, must leave the noisy world, to go to the forest ...
O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders! O beggar, to come beg at thy own door! Leave ...
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