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  • Waiting

    By Rabindranath Tagore

    The song I came to sing
    remains unsung to this day.
    I have spent my days in stringing
    and in unstringing my instrument.

    The time has not come true,
    the words have not been rightly set;
    only there is the agony
    of wishing in my heart…..

    I have not seen his face,
    nor have I listened to his voice;
    only I have heard his gentle footsteps
    from the road before my house…..

    But the lamp has not been lit
    and I cannot ask him into my house;
    I live in the hope of meeting with him;
    but this meeting is not yet.

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  • Under Her Dark Veil

    Under her dark veil she wrung her hands.
    “Why are you so pale today?”
    “Because I made him drink of stinging grief
    Until he got drunk on it.

    How can I forget? He staggered out,
    His mouth twisted in agony.
    I ran down not touching the bannister

    And caught up with him at the gate.
    I cried: ‘A joke!
    That’s all it was. If you leave, I’ll die.’
    He smiled calmly and grimly
    And told me: ‘Don’t stand here in the wind.’ ”

    January 8, 1911
    Kiev
    ~Anna Akhmatova