This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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6524 | What language is thy answer, O sky? 6524 12What language is thine, O sea?" |
6524 | 129 Asks the Possible to the Impossible,"Where is your dwelling place?" |
6524 | 153"Who is there to take up my duties?" |
6524 | 168 That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance? |
6524 | 173"Who drives me forward like fate?" |
6524 | 23"We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?" |
6524 | 246"Are you too proud to kiss me?" |
6524 | 247"How may I sing to thee and worship, O Sun?" |
6524 | 253 Is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hills, drinking the sunlight? |
6524 | 30"Moon, for what do you wait?" |
6524 | 70 Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy? |
6524 | 81 What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars? |
6524 | 86"How far are you from me, O Fruit?" |
6524 | From what unknown sky hast thou carried in thy silence the aching secret of love? |
6524 | The sun rose and smiled on it, saying,"Are you well, my darling?" |
6524 | Will you carry the burden of their lameness? |
7164 | ''Prisoner, tell me, who was it that bound you?'' |
7164 | ''Prisoner, tell me, who was it that wrought this unbreakable chain?'' |
7164 | Ah me, what is it I find? |
7164 | Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait outside at the door all alone? |
7164 | Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep? |
7164 | Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? |
7164 | And only I who would wait and weep and wear out my heart in vain longing? |
7164 | Are there works still to do? |
7164 | Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? |
7164 | At every footfall of yours, will not the harp of the road break out in sweet music of pain? |
7164 | But who is this that follows me in the silent dark? |
7164 | Deliverance? |
7164 | Do you not feel a thrill passing through the air with the notes of the far- away song floating from the other shore? |
7164 | Has not the word come to you that the flower is reigning in splendour among thorns? |
7164 | Have you not heard his silent steps? |
7164 | I thought of the abundance, of the simplicity of the poems, and said,''In your country is there much propagandist writing, much criticism? |
7164 | In the moonless gloom of midnight I ask her,''Maiden, what is your quest, holding the lamp near your heart? |
7164 | In the silence of gathering night I asked her,''Maiden, your lights are all lit-- then where do you go with your lamp? |
7164 | Indeed, what had I done for thee to keep me in remembrance? |
7164 | Is it beyond thee to be glad with the gladness of this rhythm? |
7164 | Is it only thou who wouldst stand in the shadow silent and behind them all? |
7164 | Is the time not come yet? |
7164 | Light, oh where is the light? |
7164 | My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation through my eyes and to stand at the portals of my ears silently to listen to thine own eternal harmony? |
7164 | Now, I ask, has the time come at last when I may go in and see thy face and offer thee my silent salutation? |
7164 | Now, when the playtime is over, what is this sudden sight that is come upon me? |
7164 | O thou lord of all heavens, where would be thy love if I were not? |
7164 | On the day when death will knock at thy door what wilt thou offer to him? |
7164 | On the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her,''Maiden, where do you go shading your lamp with your mantle? |
7164 | The king has come-- but where are lights, where are wreaths? |
7164 | The morning bird twitters and asks,''Woman, what hast thou got?'' |
7164 | The question and the cry''Oh, where?'' |
7164 | The sleep that flits on baby''s eyes-- does anybody know from where it comes? |
7164 | The smile that flickers on baby''s lips when he sleeps-- does anybody know where it was born? |
7164 | The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby''s limbs-- does anybody know where it was hidden so long? |
7164 | Then of a sudden thou didst hold out thy right hand and say''What hast thou to give to me?'' |
7164 | There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame-- is such thy fate, my heart? |
7164 | They come and ask me,''Who is he?'' |
7164 | What divine drink wouldst thou have, my God, from this overflowing cup of my life? |
7164 | What harm is there if thy clothes become tattered and stained? |
7164 | What token left of thy love? |
7164 | When the warriors came out first from their master''s hall, where had they hid their power? |
7164 | When the warriors marched back again to their master''s hall where did they hide their power? |
7164 | When we were making the cathedrals had we a like reverence for our great men? |
7164 | Where dost thou stand behind them all, my lover, hiding thyself in the shadows? |
7164 | Where is the hall, the decorations? |
7164 | Where is the throne to seat him? |
7164 | Where is this deliverance to be found? |
7164 | Where were their armour and their arms? |
7164 | Who knows when the chains will be off, and the boat, like the last glimmer of sunset, vanish into the night? |
7164 | Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut? |
7164 | to be tossed and lost and broken in the whirl of this fearful joy? |
6520 | How can I leave her and come? |
6520 | Where have you been, you naughty child? |
6520 | A thousand useless things happen day after day, and why could n''t such a thing come true by chance? |
6520 | But just for to- day, tell me, mother, where the desert of Tepântar in the fairy tale is? |
6520 | But what is it makes you laugh, my little life- bud? |
6520 | But who was it coloured that little frock, my child? |
6520 | But would you guess that it was the tiny shadow of your little child? |
6520 | But, baby, where could you find a net big enough to catch the moon with?" |
6520 | DEFAMATION Why are those tears in your eyes, my child? |
6520 | Dear auntie will come with_ puja_-presents and will ask,"Where is our baby, sister? |
6520 | Did he never hear from his own mother stories of giants and fairies and princesses? |
6520 | Do n''t you know why they are in such a hurry? |
6520 | Do you hear the gong striking four? |
6520 | Do you not remember how he sat at the window and wondered at the tangle of your roots that plunged underground? |
6520 | Everybody knows how you love sweet things-- is that why they call you greedy? |
6520 | Has he forgotten them all? |
6520 | Have n''t you got a letter from father to- day? |
6520 | Have n''t you seen how eager they are to get there? |
6520 | He was reading to you all the evening, but could you really make out what he meant? |
6520 | How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing? |
6520 | How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? |
6520 | I ask,"But, how am I to get up to you?" |
6520 | I ask,"But, how am I to join you?" |
6520 | I say,"My mother always wants me at home in the evening-- how can I leave her and go?" |
6520 | I shall tell him,"Do you not know I am as big as father? |
6520 | I shall write from A right up to K. But, mother, why do you smile? |
6520 | If I make the slightest noise, you say,"Do n''t you see that father''s at his work?" |
6520 | If I were only a little green parrot, and not your baby, mother dear, would you keep me chained lest I should fly away? |
6520 | If twelve o''clock can come in the night, why ca n''t the night come when it is twelve o''clock? |
6520 | It is gnawing at its chain day and night?" |
6520 | Leave off your work, mother; sit here by the window and tell me where the desert of Tepântar in the fairy tale is? |
6520 | Mother will say,"What are you about, naughty child?" |
6520 | Mother, do you want heaps and heaps of gold? |
6520 | Mother, do you want pearls big as the raindrops of autumn? |
6520 | My brother would say,"Is it possible? |
6520 | O beggar, what are you begging for? |
6520 | O beggar, what do you beg for, clinging to your mother''s neck with both your hands? |
6520 | O greedy heart, shall I pluck the world like a fruit from the sky to place it on your little rosy palm? |
6520 | Our village people would all say in amazement,"Was it not lucky that the boy was with his mother?" |
6520 | SLEEP- STEALER Who stole sleep from baby''s eyes? |
6520 | SYMPATHY If I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, would you say"No"to me if I tried to eat from your dish? |
6520 | Suddenly you call me and ask me in a whisper,"What light is that near the bank?" |
6520 | Suppose it is n''t any later; ca n''t you ever think it is afternoon when it is only twelve o''clock? |
6520 | THE SOURCE The sleep that flits on baby''s eyes-- does anybody know from where it comes? |
6520 | THE UNHEEDED PAGEANT Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered your sweet limbs with that little red tunic? |
6520 | THE WICKED POSTMAN Why do you sit there on the floor so quiet and silent, tell me, mother dear? |
6520 | The moon is ever so far from us, how could anybody catch it?" |
6520 | The smile that flickers on baby''s lips when he sleeps-- does anybody know where it was born? |
6520 | The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby''s limbs-- does anybody know where it was hidden so long? |
6520 | What do you think of father''s spoiling sheets and sheets of paper with black marks all over on both sides? |
6520 | What has happened to you that you look so strange? |
6520 | What is it makes you laugh, my little life- bud? |
6520 | What magic has snared the world''s treasure in these slender arms of mine?" |
6520 | What then would they call us who love you? |
6520 | What would they call an autumn morning that smiles through its ragged clouds? |
6520 | What''s the fun of always writing and writing? |
6520 | When I finish my writing, do you think I shall be so foolish as father and drop it into the horrid postman''s bag? |
6520 | When mother bends her face down to kiss us does her face look very big?" |
6520 | When mother looks out of her window and smiles down at us playing, would you call her far away?" |
6520 | Where is it, mother, on the shore of what sea, at the foot of what hills, in the kingdom of what king? |
6520 | Who stole sleep from baby''s eyes? |
6520 | Who stole sleep from our baby''s eyes? |
6520 | Why ca n''t father write like that, I wonder? |
6520 | Would they dare to call the full moon dirty because it has smudged its face with ink? |
6520 | Would you drive me off, saying to me,"Get away, you naughty little puppy?" |
6520 | You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing-- is that why they call you dirty? |
6520 | You tore your clothes while playing-- is that why they call you untidy? |
6520 | You would call,"Baby, where are you?" |
6520 | [ Illustration: From a drawing by Asit Kumar Haldar-- see cbegin.jpg] THE BEGINNING"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" |
6519 | And who has ever taught love to find bliss in renunciation? |
6519 | Because it has been named as wave, shall it no longer be considered as water? |
6519 | Before whom can that joy be uttered? |
6519 | Do you know how the moments perform their adoration? |
6519 | Even though the head itself must be given, why should you weep over it?" |
6519 | From the beginning until the ending of time, there is love between Thee and me; and how shall such love be extinguished? |
6519 | From what land do you come, O Swan? |
6519 | He dwells at the heart of all things, so why take refuge in empty desolation? |
6519 | He who has neither caste nor clan nor anything else-- how may I describe His glory? |
6519 | His palace has a million gates, but there is a vast ocean between it and me: How shall I cross it, O friend? |
6519 | How many are there who know the meaning of that word? |
6519 | How shall I find words for the beauty of my Beloved? |
6519 | I have wrapped the diamond in my cloak; why open it again and again? |
6519 | If Ram be within the image which you find upon your pilgrimage, then who is there to know what happens without? |
6519 | If the deep sleep of rest has come to your eyes, why waste your time making the bed and arranging the pillows? |
6519 | If there be lust, how can love be there? |
6519 | If you have not drunk of the nectar of that One Love, what boots it though you should purge yourself of all stains? |
6519 | If your bonds be not broken whilst living, what hope of deliverance in death? |
6519 | In the home is the true union, in the home is enjoyment of life: why should I forsake my home and wander in the forest? |
6519 | In the midst of the chamber the harp of joy is gently and sweetly played; and where is the need of going without to hear it? |
6519 | Is your Lord deaf? |
6519 | Kabîr says:"But who knows whence the Word cometh? |
6519 | No form, no body, no length, no breadth is seen there: how can I tell you that which it is? |
6519 | None knows where it is: and who knows what the burden of its music may be? |
6519 | O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that? |
6519 | O my friend, what have you done with this life? |
6519 | O woman, what does it avail thee to dispute whether He is beyond all or in all? |
6519 | O, Kazi, O Pundit, consider it well: what is there that is not in the soul? |
6519 | Oh my heart, how could you turn from the smile of your Lord and wander so far from Him? |
6519 | Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction? |
6519 | Tell me, how couldst thou hold a wedding- feast, if the bridegroom himself were not there? |
6519 | The Mullah cries aloud to Him: and why? |
6519 | The Yogi dyes his garments with red: but if he knows naught of that colour of love, what does it avail though his garments be tinted? |
6519 | The fire is in the wood; but who awakens it suddenly? |
6519 | The night is over and gone, would you lose your day also? |
6519 | The servant Kabîr asks you to consider; who is there that shall befriend you at the last? |
6519 | The swan has taken its flight to the lake beyond the mountains; why should it search for the pools and ditches any more? |
6519 | Then it turns to ashes, and where goes the force of the fire? |
6519 | Then what is this love of mine? |
6519 | There it is ever moonlight and never dark; and who speaks of one sun only? |
6519 | There, there is neither body nor mind: and where is the place that shall still the thirst of the soul? |
6519 | This is the Ultimate Word: but can any express its marvellous savour? |
6519 | To whom shall I tell my sorrow? |
6519 | When its load was light, the pan of the balance went up: now it is full, where is the need for weighing? |
6519 | Where did your love have its rise?" |
6519 | Where dwells that Supreme Spirit, and how does He have His sport with all created things? |
6519 | Where knowledge is, can ignorance endure? |
6519 | Where would you take your rest, O Swan, and what do you seek? |
6519 | Who is there that will carry my news to my Beloved? |
6519 | Whose name do you sing, and on whom do you meditate? |
6519 | Why do you loose Him again and again? |
6519 | Why put on the robe of the monk, and live aloof from the world in lonely pride? |
6519 | You have slept for unnumbered ages; this morning will you not wake? |
6519 | You have taken on your head the burden heavy with stones, and who is to lighten it for you? |
6519 | Your Lord dwells within you: why need your outward eyes be opened? |
6519 | _ Kabîr kab se bhaye vairâgî_ Gorakhnath asks Kabîr:"Tell me, O Kabîr, when did your vocation begin? |
6519 | _ aisâ lo nahîn taisâ lo_ O How may I ever express that secret word? |
6519 | _ angadhiyâ devâ_ O Lord Increate, who will serve Thee? |
6519 | _ are man, dhîraj kâhe na dharai_ Why so impatient, my heart? |
6519 | _ avadhû, mâyâ tajî na jây_ Tell me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya? |
6519 | _ dariyâ kî lahar dariyâo hai jî_ The river and its waves are one surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves? |
6519 | _ jo khodâ masjid vasat hai_ If God be within the mosque, then to whom does this world belong? |
6519 | _ kaum muralî s''abd s''un ânand bhayo_ What is that flute whose music thrills me with joy? |
6519 | _ khasm na cînhai bâwari_ O man, if thou dost not know thine own Lord, whereof art thou so proud? |
6519 | _ kôi s''untâ hai jñânî râg gagan men_ Is there any wise man who will listen to that solemn music which arises in the sky? |
6519 | _ main kâ se bûjhaun_ To whom shall I go to learn about my Beloved? |
6519 | _ man mast huâ tab kyon bole_ Where is the need of words, when love has made drunken the heart? |
6519 | _ man tu pâr utar kânh jaiho_ To what shore would you cross, O my heart? |
6519 | _ mo ko kahân dhûnro bande_ O servant, where dost thou seek Me? |
6519 | _ mohi tohi lâgî kaise chute_ How could the love between Thee and me sever? |
6519 | _ ritu phâgun niyarânî_ The month of March draws near: ah, who will unite me to my Lover? |
6519 | _ s''untâ nahî dhun kî khabar_ Have you not heard the tune which the Unstruck Music is playing? |
6519 | _ satî ko kaun s''ikhâwtâ hai_ Who has ever taught the widowed wife to burn herself on the pyre of her dead husband? |
6519 | _ sâdho, ko hai kânh se âyo_ Who are you, and whence do you come? |
6519 | _ sûr parkâs'', tanh rain kahân pâïye_ Where is the night, when the sun is shining? |
6519 | hold on your head, how can you be light?" |
6519 | if you love indeed, then why do you sleep? |
6519 | there is no traveller before you, there is no road: Where is the movement, where is the rest, on that shore? |
6519 | to what shore will you fly? |
6686 | But if there be thorns? |
6686 | But if there by only cruel glances? |
6686 | Do you in your lonely musing hear the message of the hereafter? |
6686 | I am of an age with each, what matter if my hair turns grey? |
6686 | Who is there to weave their passionate songs, if I sit on the shore of life and contemplate death and the beyond? 6686 Youth, why do you stand so still under the shadow of the tree?" |
6686 | 21 Why did he choose to come to my door, the wandering youth, when the day dawned? |
6686 | 23 Why do you sit there and jingle your bracelets in mere idle sport? |
6686 | 25"Come to us, youth, tell us truly why there is madness in your eyes?" |
6686 | 37 Would you put your wreath of fresh flowers on my neck, fair one? |
6686 | 4 Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town? |
6686 | 52 Why did the lamp go out? |
6686 | 53 Why do you put me to shame with a look? |
6686 | 54 Where do you hurry with your basket this late evening when the marketing is over? |
6686 | 63 Traveller, must you go? |
6686 | 65 Is that your call again? |
6686 | 7 O mother, the young Prince is to pass by our door,--how can I attend to my work this morning? |
6686 | 81 Why do you whisper so faintly in my ears, O Death, my Death? |
6686 | 85 Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? |
6686 | Ah, but, where is it? |
6686 | Ah, where is the sunny green shore, where is your nest? |
6686 | Ah, who has held me so long in delusion here?" |
6686 | And we asked each other in dismay,"Is there a land beyond these hills where we live?" |
6686 | Are you happy? |
6686 | But where can you shelter under this open sky? |
6686 | But why did you stop for a moment and glance at my face through your veil while you walked by the riverside path with the full pitcher upon your hip? |
6686 | But, gatekeeper, do you ask for your toll? |
6686 | Do the flowers never drop on the dust in soft death in your garden? |
6686 | Do the memories of vanished months of May linger in my limbs? |
6686 | Do the silent- winged stars never climb the sky above your pitiless tower? |
6686 | Do you call me? |
6686 | Do you hear, he is gently shaking the chain which fastens the door? |
6686 | Do you see the clouds wrapping the sky? |
6686 | Do you see the clouds wrapping the sky? |
6686 | Does the earth, like a harp, shiver into songs with the touch of my feet? |
6686 | God sighed and complained,"Why does my servant wander to seek me, forsaking me?" |
6686 | Has the evening no music of sleep at your gate? |
6686 | Have you not finished your work yet, bride? |
6686 | Have you not got ready the offering basket for the evening service? |
6686 | Have you not lit the lamp in the cowshed? |
6686 | Have you not put the red lucky mark at the parting of your hair, and done your toilet for the night? |
6686 | He alighted at my door and asked in a tired voice,"Where is she?" |
6686 | He stopped before my door and asked me with an eager cry,"Where is she?" |
6686 | He struck his forehead wildly-- where, O where had he without knowing it achieved success? |
6686 | How are you, my child? |
6686 | How can the body touch the flower which only the spirit may touch? |
6686 | How could I know that you could see me where I stood in the dark? |
6686 | I ask myself,"Is it a dream?" |
6686 | I had given all my day to you, cruel mistress, must you also rob me of my night? |
6686 | I weep and ask my heart,"Why does he not come back?" |
6686 | Is it then true that the dewdrops fall from the eyes of night when I am seen, and the morning light is glad when it wraps my body round? |
6686 | Is it then true that the mystery of the Infinite is written on this little forehead of mine? |
6686 | Is it true that my lips are sweet like the opening bud of the first conscious love? |
6686 | Is it true, is it true, that your love travelled alone through ages and worlds in search of me? |
6686 | Is it wise to break one''s heart for the one who takes her heart away? |
6686 | Is the time for your parting come? |
6686 | Is there none to carry your banner before you, and will not the night be on fire with your red torch- lights, O Death, my Death? |
6686 | Is this how you must woo and win me with the opiate of drowsy murmur and cold kisses, O Death, my Death? |
6686 | Must you call me, you unquiet one? |
6686 | Must your voice cut through it and smite me? |
6686 | O bride, do you hear, the guest has come? |
6686 | O traveller, what sleepless spirit has touched you from the heart of the mid- night? |
6686 | One day a village boy came up and asked,"Tell me, where did you come at this golden chain about your waist?" |
6686 | Says the free bird,"Among bars, where is there room to spread one''s wings?" |
6686 | She glanced at them and said,"What strange things are these? |
6686 | She raised her large eyes to my face and mutely asked,"Are you well, my friend?" |
6686 | Should I neglect all this to gaze after one who has turned her back on me? |
6686 | That when you found me at last, your age- long desire found utter peace in my gentle speech and my eyes and lips and flowing hair? |
6686 | The man said,"Who are ye that have fooled me so long?" |
6686 | Traveller, must you go? |
6686 | We asked in wonder,"Who are you?" |
6686 | We wondered in our mind,"Is there a spring in the land where she has gone and where she can fill her vessel in these hot thirsty days?" |
6686 | What awful incantation have you read among the stars in the sky, that with a sealed secret message the night entered your heart, silent and strange? |
6686 | What call from the dark urges you? |
6686 | What can you expect when it is too late? |
6686 | What folly is this? |
6686 | What quenchless fire glows in your eyes? |
6686 | What restless fever runs in your blood? |
6686 | What will you have for your reward? |
6686 | What will your duties be? |
6686 | Where are its shores and its bottom? |
6686 | Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over? |
6686 | Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over? |
6686 | Where is this hope for union except in thee, my God? |
6686 | Who are you that follow me with stealthy silent steps? |
6686 | Who can know that your eyelids have not been touched with lamp- black? |
6686 | Who can strain the blue from the sky? |
6686 | Who is it that comes slowly to my door and gently knocks? |
6686 | Who knows the enchantment that can gather and shut it up again? |
6686 | Whom do I try to clasp in my arms? |
6686 | Why did he choose to come to my door? |
6686 | Why did he choose to come to my door? |
6686 | Why did the flower fade? |
6686 | Why did the harp- string break? |
6686 | Why did the stream dry up? |
6686 | Why did you single me out and bring me away from the cool shelter of our common life? |
6686 | Why did you swiftly turn your face and peep at me through your fluttering veil? |
6686 | Why do you come at this late hour? |
6686 | Why do you look at me amazed, mother? |
6686 | Why do you look at me amazed, mother? |
6686 | Why do you put me to shame with a look? |
6686 | Why do you stir the water with your hands and fitfully glance at the road for some one in mere idle sport? |
6686 | Will there be no proud ceremony for our wedding? |
6686 | Will you not tie up with a wreath your tawny coiled locks? |
6686 | You can not satisfy all our hungry hopes, but should I desert you for that? |
7971 | And did they claim all the earth only for this? |
7971 | But why rob me of my chance to serve you? |
7971 | But why? |
7971 | Contain what? |
7971 | How do you know? |
7971 | How should you ever have such luck again as to see the God in his chariot? |
7971 | Is there any need? |
7971 | My pitcher? |
7971 | Was it only for this that they said it was the day of the Coming? |
7971 | What does that child bring you? |
7971 | What is great? |
7971 | What work? |
7971 | Who except God visits the poor? |
7971 | Who is the fortunate mother,she cried,"that has clasped you in her arms and fed you at her breast, and whom your dear voice called''Mother''?" |
7971 | Why must you? |
7971 | --I said to Mind--"Is some one to come?" |
7971 | 13 Whence do you bring this disquiet, my love? |
7971 | 21 I"Why these preparations without end?" |
7971 | 27 I was walking along a path overgrown with grass, when suddenly I heard from some one behind,"See if you know me?" |
7971 | 3 It was growing dark when I asked her,"What strange land have I come to?" |
7971 | 38 TRANSLATIONS FROM HINDI SONGS OF JNANADAS 1 Where were your songs, my bird, when you spent your nights in the nest? |
7971 | A Mussulman the husband of a Brahmin woman? |
7971 | A VOICE Where would you go, King? |
7971 | A procession of palanquins entered the courtyard: but while we were asking,"Where is Jivaji?" |
7971 | AMA Jivaji? |
7971 | Ah, who is this whose arms enfold me? |
7971 | All asked,"Where is the fairy bride?" |
7971 | And what else? |
7971 | Are the Gods gone mad?" |
7971 | But may not tears keep ever fresh the memory of a glance flung through a passionate moment? |
7971 | But what was there to see? |
7971 | But where can I keep it safe from the trampling hours? |
7971 | But who does ever understand? |
7971 | But who was the woman whose heart caught fire from your shame and anger, and flared up in silence? |
7971 | DEVAYANI But is it true you had eyes for nothing save your books? |
7971 | DEVAYANI How"No"? |
7971 | DEVAYANI Is it so easy for you to leave this forest, which through long years has lavished on you shade and song? |
7971 | DEVAYANI Why not? |
7971 | DEVAYANI You have, as you desired, won that rare knowledge coveted by the Gods;--but think, do you aspire after nothing further? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA And what will that bring us? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA Are you happy? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA I ask you again, what happiness have you in winning the undivided kingdom? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA Our own son, Duryodhana? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA What will remain to us after that? |
7971 | DHRITARASHTRA Whom, my queen? |
7971 | Did it bring you any message from beyond life''s borders? |
7971 | Dive into the bottom of your heart; does no timid wish lurk there, fearful lest it be blighted? |
7971 | Do you only remember benefits? |
7971 | GANDHARI Am I not his mother? |
7971 | Has this same dream come this evening while I wake? |
7971 | Have I not carried him under my throbbing heart? |
7971 | He asked her in a whisper,"Tell me, what fairy art thou?" |
7971 | He asked himself in wonder,"How do I deserve this?" |
7971 | He comes at times when I am unprepared, yet how can I refuse him? |
7971 | His bewildered mind sent abroad into the night the question,"Where is heaven?" |
7971 | His father took him in his arms and the boy asked him,"Where is mother?" |
7971 | How can solid facts permit such intrusion? |
7971 | How can you call him_ husband_ who forcibly snatched you from Jivaji to whom you had been sacredly affianced? |
7971 | I ask myself,"When shall I have another chance to whisper to her words with the rhythm of eternity in them?" |
7971 | I asked impatiently;"was not this body good which is now lost to the world?" |
7971 | I asked,"Child, why did you cry?" |
7971 | I bowed my head and asked,"Is he coming?" |
7971 | I felt angry and said,"That unopened letter with her name on it, and this palm- leaf fan bordered with red silk by her own hands, are they not real?" |
7971 | I stood silent for some time till I said,"Have you lost all the great burden of your tears?" |
7971 | I was bewildered and asked everybody I met,"What is that music in the breeze?" |
7971 | I was speaking to you, my love, with mind barely conscious of my voice-- tell me, had it any meaning? |
7971 | If you are only the haven, as they say, then what is the sea? |
7971 | In contempt and anger, Mind said,"Why ask about things that are not? |
7971 | Is love cheap? |
7971 | Is only knowledge precious? |
7971 | Is reaching the shore a greater prize than losing myself with you? |
7971 | Is your heart lost to the Lover calling you across his immeasurable loneliness? |
7971 | KACHA Devayani, tell me how I have offended? |
7971 | KACHA Was it for this, Devayani, that I toiled, away from home and kindred, all these years? |
7971 | KACHA What profit were there, proud woman, in knowing the truth? |
7971 | KARNA Am I there to find my lost mother for ever? |
7971 | KARNA But what brings you here alone, Mother of kings? |
7971 | KARNA But what right have I to take it? |
7971 | KARNA Fortunate mother of five brave kings, where can you find place for me, a small chieftain of lowly descent? |
7971 | KARNA Must you, who once refused me a mother''s love, tempt me with a kingdom? |
7971 | KARNA Then why did you banish me-- a castaway uprooted from my ancestral soil, adrift in a homeless current of indignity? |
7971 | KARNA Where? |
7971 | Kabir came back to his house disgraced, the woman fell at his feet crying,"Why accept such dishonour for my sake, master? |
7971 | Let the pain glow fiercely, burst from the heart and beat back darkness, need you be afraid? |
7971 | Love is lit from love as fire from fire, but whence came the first flame? |
7971 | Mind asked me,"Poet, do you understand?" |
7971 | Mind asked,"Have you any news?" |
7971 | Must evening sweep this gleam of anguish away, as it will the last flicker of fire from the sunset? |
7971 | On a morning of dark disquiet, when the birds are mute and their nests shake in the gust, I sit alone and ask myself,"Where is she?" |
7971 | On a sudden my voice would send your heart quivering through your limbs-- have I never witnessed it? |
7971 | Only tell me why you have come to- day to call me back to the ruins of a heaven wrecked by your own hands? |
7971 | Ought it to be washed off by the rain, as treasured pollens are from heart- broken flowers? |
7971 | RAMA Are you indeed a true wife? |
7971 | RAMA Do you know how to die without flinching? |
7971 | RAMA Husband? |
7971 | RAMA To whom have you surrendered your honour? |
7971 | RAMA Where would you go? |
7971 | SOMAKA Master, why are you doomed to live in this muffled stagnant world? |
7971 | SOMAKA Who are you? |
7971 | SOMAKA Whose voice is that? |
7971 | She sees the sun only for a few moments at mid- day, and asks herself in wise doubt,"Is it real?" |
7971 | Tell me what you do on this bank so dry that it is agape with cracks? |
7971 | Tell me whither you mean to lead? |
7971 | Tell me, for whom do you wait? |
7971 | Tell me, strange woman, what mystery binds my birth to you? |
7971 | That you never broke off your studies to pay me homage with flowers, never lay in wait for a chance, of an evening, to help me water my flower- beds? |
7971 | The delights blossom on all sides in every form, but where is your heart''s thread to make a wreath of them? |
7971 | The girl asks,"What do you want?" |
7971 | The girl takes it up, turns it round and asks,"What does it mean?" |
7971 | The man says to her,"Would you lend me your pitcher?" |
7971 | The mother of Arjuna? |
7971 | The opening spirit has overtaken thee, canst thou remain a bud any longer? |
7971 | The poet says,"Who can buy love without paying its price? |
7971 | They ask me,"Who should fold us?" |
7971 | Though you never make the shore, though you let me sink, why should I be foolish and afraid? |
7971 | To what heaven, I wonder, have they carried in their flower- baskets those days that tingled to the lyrics of the king''s poet? |
7971 | VINAYAKA Where will you go, Ama? |
7971 | Vidyapati[2] asks,"Maiden, how are you to spend your days and nights without your lord?" |
7971 | Was not all your pleasure stored therein? |
7971 | Were these parts of a cruel conspiracy plotted in your Paradise? |
7971 | Were you ever small, timid or in bud, Urvashi, O Youth everlasting? |
7971 | What gifts have you brought in both hands to fling before me in the dust? |
7971 | What if her beauty be of the figure and her smile merely of the face? |
7971 | What make you here? |
7971 | What makes you lose your heart to the sky-- the sky that is boundless? |
7971 | What, benefits only!--and neither beauty nor love nor...? |
7971 | When things were grown to a pile, when seven wings of his palace were complete, I said to Mind,"Is it not enough?" |
7971 | Where will_ you_ take shelter? |
7971 | Who says it is hard to forget? |
7971 | Whom should they seek? |
7971 | Why is such splendour about you to lure the heart of one who is nothing? |
7971 | Why set a bottomless chasm between Arjuna and myself, turning the natural attachment of kinship to the dread attraction of hate? |
7971 | Would you know them, friend, if the words were colourless? |
7971 | Would you know them, friend, if there were no tune? |
7971 | You can go back to your work and your glory, but what is left for me? |
7971 | and even lead you to slight a Brahmin''s blessing?" |
7971 | and why should my name take such music from her tongue as to draw my heart out to him and his brothers? |
7971 | she asks,"to draw water?" |