IN THE DUSKY PATH OF A DREAM
by: Rabindranath Tagore
(1861-1941)
- N the dusky path of a dream I
went to seek the love who was mine in a former life.
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- Her house stood at the end of a desolate street.
- In the evening breeze her pet peacock sat drowsing on its
perch, and the pigeons were silent in their corner.
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- She set her lamp down by the portal and stood before me.
- She raised her large eyes to my face and mutely asked, "Are
you well, my friend?"
- I tried to answer, but our language had been lost and forgotten.
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- I thought and thought; our names would not come to my mind.
- Tears shone in her eyes. She held up her right hand to me.
I took it and stood silent.
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- Our lamp had flickered in the evening breeze and died.
"In the dusky path of a dream"
is reprinted from The Gardener. Rabindranath Tagore. New
York: The Macmillan Company, 1913. |
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