The Gardener 51
Then finish the last song and let us leave.Forget this night when the night is no more.Whom do I try to clasp in my arms? Dreams can never be made captive.My eager hands press emptiness to my heart and it bruises my breast.
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The Gardener 51 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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