Gitanjali — Song 30
Gitanjali — Song 30
Rabindranath Tagore
I came out alone on my way to my tryst. But who is this that follows me
in the silent dark?
I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not.
He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; he adds his
loud voice to every word that I utter.
He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no shame; but I am ashamed
to come to thy door in his company.
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Complete 103-poem English Gitanjali, translated by the author and published in 1912. · Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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