Page:Original manuscript of Gitanjali - Rabindranath Tagore - Rothenstein collection.pdf/99

This page needs to be proofread.
89

When I give up the helm, then the time will come for thee to take it, I know. What there is to do will be instantly done. Vain is this struggle for me.

Then take away yourthy hands and used silently put up with yourthy defeat, my heart, and think it your good fortune to sit perfectly still where you are placed.

These my lamps are blown out at every little puff of breath and trying to light them up again and again I forget all else. But I shall be wise this time and wait in the dark, spreading my mat on the on the floor — and whenever it is thy pleasure, my lord, come and take they seat here.there