"The Irish Emigrant" (c. 1860), line 1; p. 105.
Songs, Poems, & Verses (1894)
Lament of the Irish Emigrant
“I'm sitting on the stile, Mary,
Where we sat side by side.”
Lament of the Irish Emigrant
“And when I first saw you I first loved you
With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes”
"Lion In The Winter" on Southbound (1975) · Performance with Linda Ronstadt http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ya2dSRcqLBE
Context: And when I first saw you I first loved you
With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes
But somebody told you that it wouldn't be easy
And you carried that lie for the devil to sing Some sail rivers deep and muddy some sail rivers clear and cold
But the river that I'm sailin' goes to sea
And sometimes I do grow weary sometimes I feel old
And sometimes I wonder if you think of me
(5th January 1833) Songs
The London Literary Gazette, 1833-1835
85
The Gardener http://www.spiritualbee.com/love-poems-by-tagore/ (1915)
Context: Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence?
I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds.
Open your doors and look abroad.
From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before.
In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across a hundred years.
