The workman and his wife from the west country are busy digging to make bricks for the kiln. Their little daughter goes to the landing-place by the river; there she has no end of scouri...
I hunt for the golden stag. You may smile, my friends, but I… I run across hills and dales, I w… You come and buy in the market and… I have no care in my heart; all my…
Would you put your wreath of fresh… But you must know that the one wre… It is too late to ask my heart in… There was a time when my life was… Now it is squandered far and wide.
It was mid-day when you went away. The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work and sat alone o… Fitful gusts came winnowing throug… The doves cooed tireless in the sh…
Lest I should know you too easily… You blind me with flashes of laugh… I know, I know your art. You never say the word you would. Lest I should not prize you, you…
I am restless. I am athirst for f… My soul goes out in a longing to t… O Great Beyond, O the keen call… I forget, I ever forget, that I h… I am eager and wakeful, I am a st…
“Trust love even if it brings sorr… “Ah no, my friend, your words are… “The heart is only for giving away… “Ah no, my friend, your words are… “Pleasure is frail like a dewdrop,…
They clamour and fight, they doubt… to their wrangling. Let your life come amongst them li… child, unflickering and pure, and… They are cruel in their greed and…
The evening was lonely for me, and… heart became dry, and it seemed to… fashioned by the traders in words.… snuffed the candle. In a moment th… moonlight.
Bless this little heart, this whit… heaven for our earth. He loves the light of the sun, he… mother’s face. He has not learned to despise the…
Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality… but the living the immortality of… Life’s errors cry for the merciful…
STRAY birds of summer come to my… to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh…
Where the mind is without fear and… Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broke… domestic walls; Where words come out from the dept…
I plucked your flower, O world! I pressed it to my heart and the t… When the day waned and it darkened… More flowers will come to you with… But my time for flower-gathering i…
The road is my wedded companion.… day, she sings to my dreams all ni… My meeting with her had no beginni… each daybreak, renewing its summer… her every new kiss is the first ki…