Religion
Fruit-Gathering 77: The world is yours at once and for
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore (1916) · From Fruit-Gathering (1916)
The world is yours at once and for ever.
And because you have no want, my king, you have no pleasure in your wealth.
It is as though it were naught. Therefore through slow time you give me what is yours, and ceaselessly win your kingdom in me.
Day after day you buy your sunrise from my heart, and you find your love carven into the image of my life.
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MLA
Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 77: The world is yours at once and for.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/590/.
Chicago
Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 77: The world is yours at once and for.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/590/.
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