Madhushala (The Tavern) (Harivansh Rai Bachchan Poems)
Seeking wine, the drinker leaves home for the tavern.Perplexed, he asks, "Which path will take me there?"People show him different ...
Seeking wine, the drinker leaves home for the tavern.Perplexed, he asks, "Which path will take me there?"People show him different ...
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As within the old mansion the holiday throng Reassembles in beauty and grace, And some eye looking out of the window by ...
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Since, dearest Harry, you will needs requestA short account of all the Muse possest,That, down from Chaucer's days to Dryden's ...
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