Sensation (Bodh) (Jibanananda Das Poems)
Into the half light and shadow I go. Within my headNot a dream, but some sensation is at work.Not a ...
Into the half light and shadow I go. Within my headNot a dream, but some sensation is at work.Not a ...
Reader, I am a fool;And have adventuredTo play the fool this once for Christ,The more his fame to spread.If this ...
IIf thou canst bearStrong meat of simple truthIf thou durst my words compareWith what thou thinkest in my soul's free ...
In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelierUprummaged. When and where was never clearNor yet how he obtained it. When, by whom'Twas painted—who ...
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
'MID the august and never-dying lightOf constellated spirits, who have gain'dA throne in heaven, by power of heavenly acts,And leave ...
And you're the poet of this concern? I've seed your name in printA dozen times, but I'll be dern I'd 'a' never ...
In Scotia's isle much lov'd Dalkeith,How have I wish'd to seeIts ancient spire, each lowly cot,As it was wont to ...
What sayst thou, traveller, of all thou saw'st afar? On every tree hangs boredom, ripening to its fall,Didst gather it, thou ...
Ther's a spark just o'th tip o' mi pen,An' it may be poetical fire;An' suppoase 'at it is'nt--what then?Wod yo ...
THE OTHER NIGHT I got the blues and tried to smile in vain.I couldn't chuck a chuckle at the foolery ...
LYCIDAS, MOERISLycidas.Say whither, Moeris?- Make you for the town,Or on what errand bent?Moeris. O Lycidas,We have lived to see, what ...
When poets wrote and painters drewAs Nature pointed out the view,Ere Gothic forms were known in GreeceTo spoil the well-proportion'd ...
Take Heavy, Soft, Cold, and Drye;Clense him, and to Calx grind him subtily:Dissolve him in Water of the Wood;If thou ...
'LOOKING OVER A GATE AT A POOL IN A FIELD'What change has made the pastures sweetAnd reached the daisies at ...
It was not that I lived a life of ease, Quiet, secure, apart from every care;For on the darkest of my ...
Out for a walk, after a week in bed,I find them tearing up part of my blockAnd, chilled through, dazed ...
Black fool, why winter here? These frozen skies,Worn by your wings and deafen'd by your cries,Should warn you hence, where ...
("Old Lucia", who for many years walked back and forth, every day and inall weathers, between Azzano and Menaggio, a ...
IThe radiant ruler of the yearAt length his wintry goal attains;Soon to reverse the long career,And northward bend his steady ...
THEY who say the bush is dull are not so very far astray,For this eucalyptic cloisterdom is anything but gay;But ...
To a region of song and of sunnier day,The battle-host wended its wearisome way,Through the terrible Splugen's tenebrious gloom,That seemed ...
Loafin' around in Sailor Town, a-bluin' o' my advance,I met a derelict donkyman who led me a merry dance,Till he ...
Children, when you sat wishing,Down last night on the sands,Beckoning moments of glory,With little helpless hands,I heard you saying and ...
And, now, a vacancy occurs,For very nearly sixteen years,In which I'd not the least desire,To strike the harp or tune ...
Dear Anna, -- Between friend and friend,Prose answers every common end;Serves, in a plain and homely way,To express the occurrence ...
Helen, in her silent room,Weaves upon the upright loom;Weaves a mantle rich and dark,Purpled over, deep. But markHow she scatters ...
(A TRUE STORY)He died among the flowers, when dawn was leapingLike a freed lion through the sever'd east;'Twere but a ...
A day of seeming innocence,A glorious sun and sky,And, just above my picket fence,Black Bonnet passing by.In knitted gloves and ...
Great honour hath Boston, the city, won of late in a glorious frayWith a handful of Portuguese fishers on that ...
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