The Gardener LXXXI: Why Do You Whisper So Faintly (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Why do you whisper so faintly in my ears, O Death, my Death? When the flowers droop in the evening ...
Why do you whisper so faintly in my ears, O Death, my Death? When the flowers droop in the evening ...
This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, like the fond arms of love. This song ...
She dwelt on the hillside by edge of a maize-field, near the spring that flows in laughing rills through the ...
That I want thee, only thee---let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are ...
Let your work be, bride. Listen, the guest has come. Do you hear, he is gently shaking the chain which ...
Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the running stream. In bid black letters I ...
You walked by the riverside path with the full pitcher upon your hip. Why did you swiftly turn your face ...
If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it. I will keep still and ...
O mad, superbly drunk; If you kick open your doors and play the fool in public; If you empty your ...
I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious! Thy ...
Do not keep to yourself the secret of your heart, my friend! Say it to me, only to me, in ...
Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat, only thou and I, and never ...
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy ...
In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep without struggle, resting my trust upon thee. Let ...
The night was dark when she went away, and the slept. The night is dark now, and I call for ...
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me- "We play from the time we wake ...
If I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, would you say "No" to me if I ...
Mother, I do want to leave off my lessons now. I have been at my book all the morning. You ...
Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in ...
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn ...
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by our lane. Every day I meet ...
I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall be lost, and life will take ...
Ah, these jasmines, these white jasmines! I seem to remember the first day when I filled my hands with these ...
When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their first splendor, the gods held their assembly in ...
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town? They moor their laden boats ...
Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is beyond the limits of birth and death, ...
When I go alone at night to my love-tryst, birds do not sing, the wind does not stir, the houses ...
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