It was beautiful as long as it lasted The journey to my life. I have no regrets whatsoever save the pain I'll leave behind. Those dear hearts who love and care... And the strings pulling at the heart and soul... The strong arms that held me up When my own strength let me down. At every turning of my life I came across good friends, Friends who stood me by, Even when time raced me by. Farewell, farewell my friends I smile and bid you goodbye. No, shed no tears for I need them ...

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Rabindranath Tagore was born on 7th May, 1861 in the city of Calcutta, West Bengal, India. His father, Debendranath Tagore, was a leader of the Brahmo Samaj. Tagore was educated at his home, however he was sent to England when he was seventeen for the formal education. Apart from his literary works, Tagore was managing his family estates and also took part in various social reforms and nationalist movements. Tagore was a very successful writer of Bengal initially and after his ...

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No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kissed By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine; Make not your rosary of yew-berries, Nor let the beetle nor the death-moth be Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl A partner in your sorrow's mysteries; For shade to shade will come too drowsily, And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul. But when the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides ...

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