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  1. Há 19 horas · Lines by Tagore. Rabindranath Tagore, one of the most famous poets and writers of India, ... Collected poems “Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.

  2. Há 1 dia · Poems On Life. we earn it by giving it. but the living the immortality of love. harmony with the whole. shaking its rattle of death as it runs. Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love. Life's errors cry f.

  3. Há 3 dias · and life will take its leave in silence, drawing the last curtain over my eyes. Yet stars will watch at night, and morning rise as before, and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains. When I think of this end of my moments, the barrier of the moments breaks. and I see by the light of death. thy world with its careless treasures.

  4. Há 4 dias · 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.

  5. Há 3 dias · When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting, when I spread my bed low in the dust, let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me. ---let me not forget a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams. and in my wakeful hours. When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound. and the laughter there is loud,

  6. Há 2 dias · Journey Home. The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my. voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet. It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,

  7. Há 1 dia · that are not for the fruits of the future, but for the moment's whim. Joy freed from the bond of earth's slumber. rushes into numberless leaves, and dances in the air for a day. My words that are slight. may lightly dance upon time's waves. when my works heavy with import have gone down. Mind's underground moths.