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GITANJALI
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And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.
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I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,—that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.
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That I want thee, only thee—let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core.
