Gitanjali — Song 43
Gitanjali — Song 43
Rabindranath Tagore
The day was when I did not keep myself in readiness for thee; and
entering my heart unbidden even as one of the common crowd, unknown to
me, my king, thou didst press the signet of eternity upon many a
fleeting moment of my life.
And today when by chance I light upon them and see thy signature, I
find they have lain scattered in the dust mixed with the memory of joys
and sorrows of my trivial days forgotten.
Thou didst not turn in contempt from my childish play among dust, and
the steps that I heard in my playroom are the same that are echoing
from star to star.
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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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