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Há 4 dias · The Hero. Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through a. strange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and I am trotting by you on a. red horse. It is evening and the sun goes down. The waste of Joradighi. lies wan and grey before us. The land is desolate and barren.
25 de mai. de 2024 · The Merchant. Imagine, mother, that you are to stay at home and I am to travel. into strange lands. Imagine that my boat is ready at the landing fully laden. Now think well, mother, before you say what I shall bring for. you when I come back.
Há 4 dias · if only it had wings. The tree seems to express its wish. in the tossing of its head: its fronds heave and swish -. It thinks, Maybe my leaves are feathers, and nothing stops me now. from rising on their flutter. All day the fronds the windblown tree. soar and flap and shudder.
Há 4 dias · On The Nature Of Love. The night is black and the forest has no end; a million people thread it in a million ways. We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but where. or with whom - of that we are unaware. But we have this faith - that a lifetime's bliss. will appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips. Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs.
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6 de mai. de 2024 · 36. The Land Of The Exile. 37. The End. 38. The Chanpa Flower. 39. On The Seashore. Total 39 Mother Poems by Rabindranath Tagore.
13 de mai. de 2024 · Il Giardiniere 41 di Rabindranath Tagore. Vorrei dirti le più profonde parole d’ amore, ma non ne ho il coraggio: temo che tu ne sorrida. Ecco perché mi burlo di me-stesso e del mio segreto. Derido il mio segreto per timore che cosi tu faccia. Vorrei dirti le parole più vere che abbia mai detto, ma non ne ho il coraggio: temo che tu non le ...
