Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.
Rabindranath Tagore · Stray Birds
Joy & wonder
“Every child comes with the message that God is not yet…”
- Author
- Rabindranath Tagore
- Work
- Stray Birds
- Year
- 1916
- Length
- 14 words
- Source
- Project Gutenberg eBook #6524
Public domain. This passage is in the public domain. Rabindranath Tagore died in 1941, more than 70 years ago, and the work was first published in 1916. You can copy, print, read aloud or sell it without asking permission; a credit is kind but not required. The text is copied word for word from the Project Gutenberg edition linked here.
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My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!The Child is father of the Man;And I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety.
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