 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1913 - 656 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many ' (p. 37). The contrast is sufficiently obvious, but one more passage must be added for the sheer beauty... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1913 - 658 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many ' (p. 37). The contrast is sufficiently obvious, but one more passage must be added for the sheer beauty... | |
 | Rabindranath Tagore - 1913 - 322 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many. 64 ON the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her, " Maiden, where do you go shading... | |
 | Rabindranath Tagore - 1914 - 146 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many. ON the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her, " Maiden, where do you go shading... | |
 | Rabindranath Tagore - 1916 - 138 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...of the touch of the one in the play of the many." 64 ON the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her, "Maiden, where do you go shading... | |
 | 1921 - 252 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many. RABINDRANATH TAOORE ENOUGH: you have the dream, the flame; Free it henceforth: The South has given... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1917 - 490 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the One in the play of the many. No more noisy, loud words from me, such is my master's will. Henceforth I deal in whispers. The speech... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1917 - 452 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bh'ss of the touch of the One in the play of the many. n No more noisy, loud words from me, such is... | |
 | 1918 - 334 pàgines
...linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may...bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many. 64 ON the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her, " Maiden, where do you go shading... | |
 | Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan - 1918 - 322 pàgines
...vision universal. With a strong hold on the idea of the all-pervading, we must work in the world. " Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bliss...of the touch of the one in / the play of the many." * The truly religious hero does the dullest deeds with a singing soul, v VII The end of man is the... | |
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When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many. 
