The Essential Works of Tagore. Rabindranath Tagore

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       Waver no more, think only of the Beloved;

       Set not thy heart on the worship of other gods, there is no worth

       in the worship of other masters.

       Kabîr deliberates and says: "Thus thou shalt never find the

       Beloved!"

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      III. 26. tor hîrâ hirâilwâ kîcad men

      The jewel is lost in the mud, and all are seeking for it;

       Some look for it in the east, and some in the west; some in the

       water and some amongst stones.

       But the servant Kabîr has appraised it at its true value, and has

       wrapped it with care in the end of the mantle of his heart.

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      III. 26. âyau din gaune kâ ho

      The palanquin came to take me away to my husband's home, and it

       sent through my heart a thrill of joy;

       But the bearers have brought me into the lonely forest, where I

       have no one of my own.

       O bearers, I entreat you by your feet, wait but a moment longer:

       let me go back to my kinsmen and friends, and take my leave of

       them.

       The servant Kabîr sings: "O Sadhu! finish your buying and

       selling, have done with your good and your bad: for there are

       no markets and no shops in the land to which you go."

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      III. 30. are dil, prem nagar kä ant na pâyâ

      O my heart! you have not known all the secrets of this city of

       love: in ignorance you came, and in ignorance you return.

       O my friend, what have you done with this life? You have taken

       on your head the burden heavy with stones, and who is to

       lighten it for you?

       Your Friend stands on the other shore, but you never think in

       your mind how you may meet with Him:

       The boat is broken, and yet you sit ever upon the bank; and thus

       you are beaten to no purpose by the waves.

       The servant Kabîr asks you to consider; who is there that shall

       befriend you at the last?

       You are alone, you have no companion: you will suffer the

       consequences of your own deeds.

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      III. 55. ved kahe sargun ke âge

      The Vedas say that the Unconditioned stands beyond the world of

       Conditions.

       O woman, what does it avail thee to dispute whether He is beyond

       all or in all?

       See thou everything as thine own dwelling place: the mist of

       pleasure and pain can never spread there.

       There Brahma is revealed day and night: there light is His

       garment, light is His seat, light rests on thy head.

       Kabîr says: "The Master, who is true, He is all light."

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      III. 48. tû surat nain nihâr

      Open your eyes of love, and see Him who pervades this world I

       consider it well, and know that this is your own country.

       When you meet the true Guru, He will awaken your heart;

       He will tell you the secret of love and detachment, and then you

       will know indeed that He transcends this universe.

       This world is the City of Truth, its maze of paths enchants the

       heart:

       We can reach the goal without crossing the road, such is the

       sport unending.

       Where the ring of manifold joys ever dances about Him, there is

       the sport of Eternal Bliss.

       When we know this, then all our receiving and renouncing is

       over;

       Thenceforth the heat of having shall never scorch us more.

      He is the Ultimate Rest unbounded:

       He has spread His form of love throughout all the world.

       From that Ray which is Truth, streams of new forms are

       perpetually springing: and He pervades those forms.

       All the gardens and groves and bowers are abounding with blossom;

       and the air breaks forth into ripples of joy.

       There the swan plays a wonderful game,

       There the Unstruck Music eddies around the Infinite One;

       There in the midst the Throne of the Unheld is shining, whereon

       the great Being sits—

       Millions of suns are shamed by the radiance of a single hair of

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