Gitanjali — Song 91
Gitanjali — Song 91
Rabindranath Tagore
O thou the last fulfilment of life, Death, my death, come and whisper
to me!
Day after day I have kept watch for thee; for thee have I borne the
joys and pangs of life.
All that I am, that I have, that I hope and all my love have ever
flowed towards thee in depth of secrecy. One final glance from thine
eyes and my life will be ever thine own.
The flowers have been woven and the garland is ready for the
bridegroom. After the wedding the bride shall leave her home and meet
her lord alone in the solitude of night.
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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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