Gitanjali 92

Rabindranath Tagore (1861–1941) · 1912

10 lines · from Gitanjali (Song Offerings)

I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall belost, and life will take its leave in silence, drawing the last curtainover my eyes.

Yet stars will watch at night, and morning rise as before, and hoursheave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains.

When I think of this end of my moments, the barrier of the momentsbreaks and I see by the light of death thy world with its carelesstreasures. Rare is its lowliest seat, rare is its meanest of lives.

Things that I longed for in vain and things that I got—let them pass.Let me but truly possess the things that I ever spurned and overlooked.

Words in this poem

shall v. i.
To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

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Gitanjali 92 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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