The Gardener 3
In the morning I cast my net into the sea.I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect andstrange beauty--some shone like a smile, some glistened liketears, and some were flushed like the cheeks of a bride.When with the day's burden I went home, my love was sitting in thegarden idly tearing the leaves of a flower.I hesitated for a moment, and then placed at her feet all that Ihad dragged up, and stood silent.She glanced at them and said, "What strange things are these? Iknow not of what use they are!"I bowed my head in shame and thought, "I have not fought forthese, I did not buy them in the market; they are not fit giftsfor her."Then the whole night through I flung them one by one into the street.In the morning travellers came; they picked them up and carriedthem into far countries.
Words in this poem
- went n.
- Course; way; path; journey; direction.
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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The Gardener 3 is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Gardener, translated by the author from the original Bengali (Macmillan, London and New York, 1913; this text the 1915 printing), Project Gutenberg ebook #6686; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.
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