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The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go, My Love - Rabindranath Tagore
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The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go, My Love Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go, My Love - Rabindranath Tagore
Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
I have watched all night, and now
my eyes are heavy with sleep.
I fear lest I lose you when I'm
sleeping.
Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
I start up and stretch my hands to
touch you. I ask myself, "Is it a
dream?"
Could I but entangle your feet with
my heart and hold them fast to my
breast!
Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
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