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Life of my life, I shall ever try… that thy living touch is upon all… I shall ever try to keep all untru… that thou art that truth which has… I shall ever try to drive all evil…
My fancies are fireflies, — Specks of living light twinkling in the dark. he voice of wayside pansies, that do not attract the careless g…
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…
81 WHAT is this unseen flame of dar… whose sparks are the stars? 82 LET life be beautiful like summer…
Clouds rumbling in the sky; teemin… I sit on the river bank, sad and a… The sheaves lie gathered, harvest… The river is swollen and fierce in… As we cut the paddy it started to…
My soul is alight with your infinitude of stars. Your world has broken upon me like a flood. The flowers of your garden blossom in my body. The joy of life that is everywhere b...
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…
Mother, let us imagine we are trav… strange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and… red horse. It is evening and the sun goes dow…
Traveller, must you go? The night is still and the darknes… The lamps are bright in our balcon… Is the time for your parting come? Traveller, must you go?
Your questioning eyes are sad. T… I have bared my life before your e… If it were only a gem I could bre… If it were only a flower, round an… But it is a heart, my beloved. W…
Do not keep to yourself the secret… Say it to me, only to me, in secre… You who smile so gently, softly wh… The night is deep, the house is si… Speak to me through hesitating tea…
I know not from what distant time thou art ever coming nearer to mee… Thy sun and stars can never keep t… In many a morning and eve thy foot… and thy messenger has come within…
I would ask for still more, if I… and the world with its endless ric… the smallest corner of this earth…
If the day is done, if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thi… even as thou hast wrapt the earth…
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…