Gitanjali 23
Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend?The sky groans like one in despair.
I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out onthe darkness, my friend!
I can see nothing before me. I wonder where lies thy path!
By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of thefrowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threadingthy course to come to me, my friend?
Words in this poem
- tonight adv.
- On this present or coming night. [Prep. to+night]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
About this text
Gitanjali 23 is in the public domain. This text is taken from Gitanjali (Song Offerings), a collection of prose translations made by the author from the original Bengali, with an introduction by W. B. Yeats (India Society, London, 1912), Project Gutenberg ebook #7164; 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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