At The Last Watch (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Pity, in place of love, That pettiest of gifts,Is but a sugar-coating over neglect. Any passerby can make a gift of it To ...
Pity, in place of love, That pettiest of gifts,Is but a sugar-coating over neglect. Any passerby can make a gift of it To ...
Why do you speak so softly, Death, Death,Creep upon me, watch me so stealthily?This is not how a lover should ...
Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through astrange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and ...
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I amas old as my father ...
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you ...
IN the dusky path of a dream I went to seek the love who was mine in a former life. Her ...
In the morning I cast my net into the sea.I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect ...
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn ...
Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through a strange and dangerous country. You are riding in a ...
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I am as old as my ...
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