Stray Birds 81 – 90 (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
81WHAT is this unseen flame of darknesswhose sparks are the stars?82LET life be beautiful like summer flowersand death like autumn ...
81WHAT is this unseen flame of darknesswhose sparks are the stars?82LET life be beautiful like summer flowersand death like autumn ...
Baffled and blind as bats in the day,But cheered and guided well on the way,Morning by morning and year after ...
I.How swiftly through Heaven's wide expanseBright day's resplendent colours fade!How sweetly does the moonbeam's glanceWith silver tint St. Irvyne's glade!II.No ...
Come Harriet! sweet is the hour,Soft Zephyrs breathe gently around,The anemone's night-boding flower,Has sunk its pale head on the ground.'Tis ...
I see your red-gold hair and know How white the hidden skin must be,Though sun-kissed face and fingers showThe fervour of ...
Not they who soar, but they who plodTheir rugged way, unhelped, to GodAre heroes; they who higher fare,And, flying, fan ...
KEENNESS of heart and brain,Deftness of hand and lip-All these are not enoughTo weave a perfect stuffOut of the difficult ...
YOU walk my studio's modest round,With slowly supercilious air;While in each lifted eyebrow lurks,The keenness of an ambushed sneer.You lift ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
I will bring fire to thee.Euripides.-'Androm'.'Eiros'.Why do you call me Eiros?'Charmion'.So henceforward will you always be called. You must forget,too, ...
WE had a sprightly nymph--in every townAre some such sprights, who wander up and down;She had her useful arts, and ...
THEN hastened those heroes their home to see,friendless, to find the Frisian land,houses and high burg. Hengest stillthrough the death-dyed ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago,And he was ...
'TWAS now, men say, in his sovran's needthat the earl made known his noble strain,craft and keenness and courage enduring.Heedless ...
I WROTE a sonnet to her eyes, In terms Swinburnian and erotic; Poured out the burden of my sighs With ...
This day to common love is dear,And many a tale will sooth thine ear,Fond hope or frolic wit to prove;The ...
THE moon was up last night, and all the earthWas gay under the favor of her face;Secure from wandering footsteps, ...
Hold your soul open for my welcoming. Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me With its clear and rippled ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago, And he ...
It seldom snowed they said, and they were nearly right. In all of nine eventful seasons crystal white on average ...
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures: Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe ...
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