Song VII (“My song has put off her adornments”)

By Rabindranath Tagore 1861–1941 Rabindranath Tagore
My song has put off her adornments.
She has no pride of dress and decoration.
Ornaments would mar our union;
they would come between thee and me;
their jingling would drown thy whispers.
 
My poet’s vanity dies in shame before thy sight.
O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet.
Only let me make my life simple and straight,
like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.

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Poet Rabindranath Tagore 1861–1941

POET’S REGION Asia, South

Subjects Arts & Sciences, Music, Poetry & Poets, Reading & Books

 Rabindranath  Tagore

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A native of Calcutta, India, who wrote in Bengali and often translated his own work into English, Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913 — the first Asian to receive the honor. He wrote poetry, fiction, drama, essays, and songs; promoted reforms in education, aesthetics and religion; and in his late sixties he even turned to the visual arts, producing 2,500 paintings and drawings before his death.

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SUBJECT Arts & Sciences, Music, Poetry & Poets, Reading & Books

POET’S REGION Asia, South

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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