The Flower-Schoo (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down. The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to ...
When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down. The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to ...
Silk from Wu, paulownia from Shu,Strummed in high autumn,In the white sky the frozen cloudsFalling, not floating.Ladies of the River ...
I AM a young girl;I live here alone:I write long lettersBut there is no oneFor me to send them to. ...
A cluster of emeraldsPiercing high heaven!Over the Great River's swelling wavesSpirits trail their mist.The King of Chu's soul sought a ...
White clouds are sailing above the Mountain Jiuyi;Riding the wind, the Princesses descend the green hills.Once they speckled the bamboos ...
I'm more than seventy-four, and luckyto be here at home, New Year — marvelousto see the world reborn, though my ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
Awake, my muse, ye goodly sights among,The land of Boone and Kenton claims my song.Thro' other scenes our lovers take ...
(IN TIME OF WAR) The young stork sleeps in the pine-tree tops, Down on the brink ...
(HIROSHIMA, JAPAN, 1905) Pale sampans up the river glide, With set sails vanishing and slow; In ...
It is late at nightAnd the North Star is shining.The mist covers the rice-fieldsAnd the bamboosAre whispering full of crickets.The ...
Old bamboos are about my house,And the floor of my house is untidy with old books.It is sweet to rest ...
The Song of Mowgli -- I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle listen to the things I have done. Shere ...
A fisherman is drifting, enjoying the spring mountains, And the peach-trees on both banks lead him to an ancient source. ...
After rain the empty mountain Stands autumnal in the evening, Moonlight in its groves of pine, Stones of crystal in ...
When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down. The moist east wind comes marching over the heath ...
As down Mount Emerald at eve I came, The mountain moon went all the way with me. Backward I looked, ...
For the seven lakes, and by no man these verses: Rain; empty river; a voyage, Fire from frozen cloud, heavy ...
WHEN the tall bamboos are clicking to the restless little breeze, And bats begin their jerky skimming flight, And the ...
WHEN the tall bamboos are clicking to the restless little breeze, And bats begin their jerky skimming flight, And the ...
Some day, when trees have shed their leaves And against the morning's white The shivering birds beneath the eaves Have ...
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