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Fruit-Gathering 32: My king was unknown to me
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore (1916) · From Fruit-Gathering (1916)
My king was unknown to me, therefore when he claimed his tribute I was bold to think I would hide myself leaving my debts unpaid.
I fled and fled behind my day's work and my night's dreams.
But his claims followed me at every breath I drew.
Thus I came to know that I am known to him and no place left which is mine.
Now I wish to lay my all before his feet, and gain the right to my place in his kingdom.
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MLA
Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 32: My king was unknown to me.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/545/.
Chicago
Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 32: My king was unknown to me.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/545/.
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