Gitanjali 3
I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silentamazement.
The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thymusic runs from sky to sky. The holy stream of thy music breaks throughall stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a voice. Iwould speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry out baffled.Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music,my master!
Words in this poem
- amazement n.
- The condition of being amazed; bewilderment ; overwhelming wonder, as from surprise, sudden fear, horror, or admiration.
- hast
- , 2d pers. sing. pres. of. Fave, contr. of havest.
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Gitanjali 3 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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