Maran-Milan (Death-Wedding) (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Why do you speak so softly, Death, Death,Creep upon me, watch me so stealthily?This is not how a lover should ...
Why do you speak so softly, Death, Death,Creep upon me, watch me so stealthily?This is not how a lover should ...
Take back your coins, King's Councillor. I am of those women yousent to the forest shrine to decoy the young ...
WE are to play the game of death to-night, my bride and I. The night is black, the clouds in the ...
Ah me, why did they build myhouse by the road to the markettown? They moor their laden boats nearmy trees. They come ...
Let your work be, bride. Listen, theguest has come. Do you hear, he is gently shakingthe chain which fastens the door? See ...
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house,if only in some happy future I ...
It was mid-day when you wentaway . The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work and sat aloneon ...
Your questioning eyes are sad. They seek to know mymeaning as the moon would fathom the sea.I have bared my ...
Speak to me, my love! Tell me inwords what you sang. The night is dark. The stars arelost in clouds. The ...
Day after day he comes and goesaway. Go, and give him a flower from myhair, my friend. If he asks who was ...
Take back your coins, King's Councillor. I am of those women you sent to the forest shrine to decoy the ...
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house, if only in some happy future ...
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town? They moor their laden boats ...
It was mid-day when you went away . The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work ...
Let your work be, bride. Listen, the guest has come. Do you hear, he is gently shaking the chain which ...
Day after day he comes and goes away. Go, and give him a flower from my hair, my friend. If ...
Your questioning eyes are sad. They seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea. I have ...
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