Lover’s Gifts XLVIII: I Travelled The Old Road (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
I travelled the old road every day, I took my fruits to the market,my cattle to the meadows, I ferried ...
I travelled the old road every day, I took my fruits to the market,my cattle to the meadows, I ferried ...
They clamour and fight, they doubt and despair, they know no endto their wrangling. Let your life come amongst them like ...
I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the ...
In the morning I cast my net into the sea.I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect ...
When I go alone at night to mylove-tryst, birds do not sing, the winddoes not stir, the houses on both ...
The night was dark when she went away, and the slept. The night is dark now, and I call for her, ...
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads!Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple ...
`Prisoner, tell me, who was it that bound you?'`It was my master,' said the prisoner.`I thought I could outdo everybody ...
An unbelieving smile flits on youreyes when I come to you to take myleave. I have done it so often that ...
When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their firstsplendor, the gods held their assembly in the ...
I want to give you something, my child, for we are drifting in thestream of the world. Our lives will be ...
You walked by the riverside pathwith the full pitcher upon your hip. Why did you swiftly turn your faceand peep at ...
And in Wonder and Amazement I SingThe sky is full of the sun and the starsThe universe is full of ...
She who ever had remained in the depth of my being,in the twilight of gleams and of glimpses;she who never ...
At midnight the would-be asceticannounced: "This is the time to give up myhome and seek for God. Ah, who hasheld me ...
WHEN I bring you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colours on clouds, ...
Freedom from fear is the freedomI claim for you my motherland!Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,breaking ...
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.I came out on the chariot of ...
This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, likethe fond arms of love. This song of mine ...
"What comes from your willinghands I take. I beg for nothingmore." "Yes, yes, I know you, modestmendicant, you ask for all ...
Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning. I smile at your ...
The fair was on before the temple.It had rained from the early morningand the day came to its end. Brighter than ...
II Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand. In the gloom of the deepening night take ...
Speak to me, my love! Tell me inwords what you sang. The night is dark. The stars arelost in clouds. The ...
Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not.Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own.Thou ...
I often wonder where lie hiddenthe boundaries of recognition betweenman and the beast whose heart knowsno spoken language. Through what primal ...
If I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, wouldyou say "No" to me if I tried ...
I wish I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby's veryown world. I know it has stars ...
Your days will be full of cares, if you must give me your heart.My house by the cross-roads has its ...
I was not aware of the momentwhen I first crossed the threshold of this life.What was the power that made ...
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