Gitanjali 93
R
Rabindranath Tagore
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I have got my leave. Bid me farewell,
my brothers! I bow to you all and
take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my
door-and I give up all claims to my
house. I only ask for last kind words
from you.
We were neighbours for long, but I
received more than I could give. Now
the day has dawned and the lamp
that lit my dark corner is out. A
summons has come and I am ready
for my journey.
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