#IndianWriters #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury
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…
Pluck this little flower and take… droop and drop into the dust. I may not find a place in thy garl… pain from thy hand and pluck it. I… aware, and the time of offering go…
When she passed by me with quick s… From the unknown island of a heart… A flutter of a flitting touch brus… It fell upon my heart like a sigh…
I have got my leave. Bid me farew… I bow to you all and take my depar… Here I give back the keys of my d… ——and I give up all claims to my h… I only ask for last kind words fro…
91 THE great earth makes herself hos… with the help of the grass. 92 THE birth and death of the leaves
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…
On the day when the lotus bloomed,… and I knew it not. My basket was… Only now and again a sadness fell… dream and felt a sweet trace of a… That vague sweetness made my heart…
Why do you speak so softly, Death… Creep upon me, watch me so stealth… This is not how a lover should beh… When evening flowers droop upon th… Stems, when cattle are brought in…
Come as you are, tarry not over yo… If your braiding has come loose, i… Come as you are, tarry not over yo… Come with quick steps over the gra… If your feet are pale with the dew…
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for you… But ah, my evil fortune, time is s… Youth wanes year after year; the s… Should I neglect all this to gaze…
MOTHER, I do want to leave off… You say it is only twelve o’clock.… I can easily imagine now that the… I can just shut my eyes and think… If twelve o’clock can come in the…
Take back your coins, King’s Coun… sent to the forest shrine to decoy… seen a women. I failed in your bid… Dimly day was breaking when the he… the stream, his tawny locks crowde…
This is my delight, thus to wait and watch at the ways… where shadow chases light and the rain comes in the wake of… Messengers, with tidings from unkn…
In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep wit… resting my trust upon thee. Let me not force my flagging spiri… It is thou who drawest the veil of…
I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall… and life will take its leave in si… drawing the last curtain over my e… Yet stars will watch at night,