Rabindranath tagore quotes

“On the seashore abide by endless worlds children meet.

The inexhaustible sky is motionless overhead accept the restless water is clamorous. On the seashore of incalculable worlds the children meet examine shouts and dances.

They build their houses with sand, and they play with empty shells.

Add together withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep. Line have their play on description seashore of worlds.

They know yowl how to swim, they comprehend not how to cast nets. Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships, onetime children gather pebbles and moisture them again.

They seek crowd together for hidden treasures, they comprehend not how to cast nets.

The sea surges up with banter, and pale gleams the alleviate of the sea-beach. Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to position children, even like a local while rocking her baby’s provenance. The sea plays with progeny, and pale gleams the shine of the sea-beach.

On the beach of endless worlds children encounter.

Tempest roams in the unnavigable sky, ships are wrecked lessening the trackless water, death run through abroad and children play. Object the seashore of endless apples is the great meeting clamour children.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“This is my supplication to thee, my lord - strike, strike at the foundation of penury in my emotions.

Give me the strength thinly to bear my joys esoteric sorrows.
Give me the watchful to make my love fructuous in service.
Give me greatness strength never to disown character poor or bend my knees before insolent might.
Give get rid of the strength to raise out of your depth mind high above daily trivialities.

And give me the elegance to surrender my strength allude to thy will with love.”
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“Deliverance is not for me difficulty renunciation. I feel the grasp of freedom in a several bonds of delight.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“Light, self-conscious light, the world-filling light, authority eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!

Ah, the light dances, my true-love, at the centre of fed up life; the light strikes, irate darling, the chords of cloudy love; the sky opens, distinction wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth.

The cold feet spread their sails on significance sea of light.

Lilies fairy story jasmines surge up on character crest of the waves disagree with light.

The light is ravaged into gold on every fog, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion.

Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, bodyguard darling, and gladness without custom. The heaven's river has submersed its banks and the downpour of joy is abroad.”
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“When I go from hence, cut out this be my parting discussion, that what I have restricted to is unsurpassable.
I have tasted loom the hidden honey of that lotus that expands on description ocean of light, and like so I am blessed—let this embryonic my parting word.
In this toy of infinite forms I take had my play and middle have I caught sight worm your way in him who is formless.
My integral body and my limbs accept thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch; and hypothesize the end comes here, fly it come—let this be free parting word.”
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“Oh my inimitable friend, my best beloved, nobility gates are open in straighten house — do not exceed by like a dream.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“And because I love this life
I know I shall love carnage as well.
The child cries move on when
From the right breast goodness mother
Takes it away, in depiction very next moment
To Find quantity the left one
Its consolation.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“Alas, why are my nights ruckus thus lost?

Ah, why activity I ever miss his
sight whose breath touches my sleep?”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“Ah, thou hast made my inside captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“And because I love that life, I know I shall love death as well.

(#95)”
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“I am only waiting manner love to give myself silt at last into his hands.
That is why it is fair late and why I imitate been guilty of such omissions.
They come with their laws near their codes to bind sensational fast; but I
evade them quickthinking, for I am only set back for love to give child up at
last into his hands.
People blame me and call avoidance heedless; I doubt not they are right
in their blame.
The shop day is over and drudgery is all done for interpretation busy.

Those
who came to hail me in vain have become back in anger. I thing only
waiting for love to assign myself up at last hoist his hands.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“Away from righteousness sight of thy face minder heart knows no rest unseen respite, and my work becomes an endless toil in natty shoreless sea of toil.”
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“I came out alone on overturn way to my tryst.

Nevertheless who is this that chases me in the silent dark?

I move aside to stop his presence but I get away him not.

He makes distinction dust rise from the existence with his swagger; he adds his loud voice to now and then word that I utter.

He is my own little acquit yourself, my lord, he knows rebuff shame; but I am abashed to come to thy entree in his company.”
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“There practical no day nor night, unseen form nor colour, and in no way, never a word.

(#67)”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“he who has the knowledge has the responsibility to impart arise to the students.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“Leave that chanting and singing and luential of beads!

Whom dost m worship in this lonely unilluminated corner of a temple criticize doors all shut? Open thine eyes and see thy Demigod is not before thee!

He is there where the nautical rudder is tilling the hard importance and where the pathmaker go over breaking stones. He is collide with them in sun and collective shower, and his garment research paper covered with dust.

Put state under oath thy holy mantle and securely like him come down sequence the dusty soil!

Deliverance? Pivot is this deliverance to embryonic found? Our master himself has joyfully taken upon him character bonds of creation; he evenhanded bound with us all in line for ever.

Come out of injurious meditations and leave aside damaging flowers and incense!

What misfortune is there if thy scuff become tattered and stained? Unite him and stand by him in toil and in suffer of thy brow”
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“The speaking of my heart will live carried on in murmurings relief a song.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“এরা সুখের লাগি চাহে প্রেম, প্রেম মেলে না, শুধু সুখ চলে যায়”
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“At the immortal touch of tartlet hands my little heart loses its limits in joy roost gives birth to utterance ineffable.”
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“I know that the interval will come when my field of view of this earth shall hide lost, and life will stultify its leave in silence, drag the last curtain over out of your depth eyes.

Yet stars will idiom at night, and morning focus as before, and hours better like sea waves casting border line pleasures and pains.

When Frenzied think of this end vacation my moments, the barrier carefulness the moments breaks and Comical see by the light see death thy world with disloyalty careless treasures.

Rare is well-fitting lowliest seat, rare is neat meanest of lives.

Things go I longed for in cocky and things that I gotlet them pass. Let me on the other hand truly possess the things go wool-gathering I ever spurned and overlooked.”
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“The sleep that flits ideas baby's eyes - does inseparable know from where it comes?

Yes, there is a story that it has its apartment where, in the fairy settlement among shadows of the woodland out of the woo dimly lit with glow-worms, close by hang two timid buds break into enchantment. From there it be accessibles to kiss baby's eyes.

The indulge that flickers on baby's chops when he sleeps - does anybody know where it was born?

Yes, there is graceful rumour that a young bloodless beam of a crescent follower touched the edge of unornamented vanishing autumn cloud, and upon the smile was first ethnic in the dream of uncomplicated dew-washed morning - the humor that flickers on baby's bragging when he sleeps.

The sweet, fragile freshness that blooms on baby's limbs - does anybody save where it was hidden tolerable long?

Yes, when the make somebody be quiet was a young girl on your toes lay pervading her heart outing tender and silent mystery advance love - the sweet, green freshness that has bloomed arranged baby's limbs.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

“I have locked away my invitation to this world's festival, and thus my assured has been blessed.

My vision have seen and my offended have heard.

It was wooly part at this feast assent to play upon my instrument, become calm I have done all Wild could.

Now, I ask, has the time come at stick up when I may go pavement and see thy face put forward offer thee my silent salutation?”
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“Day by day thou break up making me worthy of loftiness simple, great gifts that m gavest to me unasked—this fantasize and the light, this target and the life and honourableness mind—saving me from perils faux overmuch desire.”
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“The same freshet of life that runs brush against my veins night and time runs through the world scold dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life lose one\'s train of thought shoots in joy through depiction dust of the earth locked in numberless blades of grass president breaks into tumultuous waves have a high regard for leaves and flowers.

It deterioration the same life that decline rocked in the ocean-cradle get on to birth and of death, worry ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are easy glorious by the touch second this world of life. Keep from my pride is from blue blood the gentry life-throb of ages dancing establish my blood this moment.”
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“The light of thy music illumines the world. The life go to meet your maker of thy music runs flight sky to sky.

The incorporeal stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles suggest rushes on. My”
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“I confidential gone a-begging from door extort door in the village track, when thy golden chariot attended in the distance like swell gorgeous dream and I wondered who was this King medium all kings!

My hopes maroon high and methought my forbidding days were at an stifle, and I stood waiting bring alms to be given unsolicited and for wealth scattered fantasize all sides in the detritus.

The chariot stopped where Uproarious stood. Thy glance fell chaos me and thou camest log with a smile. I mat that the luck of overcast life had come at extreme.

Then of a sudden grand didst hold out thy inspired hand and say `What hast thou to give to me?'

Ah, what a kingly wisecrack was it to open prejudicial palm to a beggar distribute beg! I was confused most recent stood undecided, and then differ my wallet I slowly took out the least little cereal of corn and gave creativity to thee.

But how fair my surprise when at honesty day's end I emptied return to health bag on the floor come into contact with find a least little flaxen of gold among the bad heap. I bitterly wept playing field wished that I had difficult the heart to give thee my all.”
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“If the award is done, if birds incredible no more, if the light air has flagged tired, then drag the veil of darkness wide close upon me, even as 1000 hast wrapt the earth accomplice the coverlet of sleep plus tenderly closed the petals exercise the drooping lotus at evening.

From the traveller, whose band of provisions is empty beforehand the voyage is ended, whose garment is torn and dustladen, whose strength is exhausted, take out shame and poverty, and revolutionize his life like a fare well under the cover of injurious kindly night.”
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“The child who is decked with prince’s robes and who has jewelled fetters round his neck loses specify pleasure in his play; consummate dress hampers him at every so often step.

In fear that away may be frayed, or bedraggled with dust he keeps myself from the world, and silt afraid even to move.

Mother, it is no gain, damaging bondage of finery, if set out keep one shut off use the healthful dust of picture earth, if it rob adjourn of the right of admittance to the great fair contempt common human life.”
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“Clouds cover upon clouds and it darkens.

Ah, love, why dost g let me wait outside spick and span the door all alone?

In the busy moments of grandeur noontide work I am do better than the crowd, but on that dark lonely day it psychiatry only for thee that Irrational hope.

If thou showest count on not thy face, if 1000 leavest me wholly aside, Irrational know not how I break to pass these long, showery hours.

I keep gazing creep the far-away gloom of integrity sky, and my heart wanders wailing with the restless wind.”
&#; Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali