The Gardener 65
Is that your call again?The evening has come. Weariness clings around me like the arms ofentreating love.Do you call me?
I had given all my day to you, cruel mistress, must you also rob me of my night?Somewhere there is an end to everything, and the loneness of thedark is one's own.Must your voice cut through it and smite me?
Has the evening no music of sleep at your gate?Do the silent-winged stars never climb the sky above your pitiless tower?Do the flowers never drop on the dust in soft death in your garden?
Must you call me, you unquiet one?Then let the sad eyes of love vainly watch and weep.Let the lamp burn in the lonely house.Let the ferry-boat take the weary labourers to their home.I leave behind my dreams and I hasten to your call.
Words in this poem
- somewhere adv.
- In some place unknown or not specified; in one place or another.
- loneness n.
- Solitude; seclusion. Donne.
- unquiet v. t.
- To disquiet. Ld. Herbert. [1st pref. un- + quiet.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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The Gardener 65 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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