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Rabindranath Tagore Quotes
''“Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness” ''
''“Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his― Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali: Song Offerings
sight whose breath touches my sleep?”
''“These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.” ''
''“Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.”― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
''“The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.”― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
''“Today I feel that I shall win through. I have come to the gateway of the simple; I am now content to see things as they are. I have gained freedom myself; I shall allow freedom to others. In my work will be my salvation.”― Rabindranath Tagore, The Home and the World
''“that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.”― Rabindranath Tagore, The Home and the World
''“Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!”― Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali: Song Offerings
''“The singer alone does not make a song,― Rabindranath Tagore, Selected Poems
there has to be someone who hears.
-Broken Song” ''
''“If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.” ''
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A Moments Indulgence
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
The Last Bargain
"Come and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road.
Sword in hand, the King came in his chariot.
He held my hand and said, "I will hire you with my power."
But his power counted for nought, and he went away in his chariot.
In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
I wandered along the crooked lane.
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
He pondered and said, "I will hire you with my money."