This is your cup — the cup assigned to you from the beginning.Nay, My child, I know how …
My Play is Done – Swami Vivekananda
(Written in the Spring of 1895 in New York) Ever rising, ever falling with the waves of time, still rolling on I goFrom fleeting …
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To The Fourth of July – Swami Vivekananda
[It is well known that Swami Vivekananda's death (or resurrection, as some of us would prefer to call it!) took place on the 4th of July, 1902. On the 4th of July, 1898, he was travelling with some …
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Who Knows how Mother Plays! – Swami Vivekananda
Perchance a prophet thou —Who knows? Who dares touchThe depths where Mother hidesHer silent failless bolts! Perchance the child had glimpseOf shades, behind the scenes,With eager eyes and …
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Translations: Poems – Swami Vivekananda
To a FriendThe Hymn of CreationThe Hymn of SamadhiA Hymn to the Divine MotherA Hymn to ShivaA Hymn to the Divinity of Shri Ramakrishna"And let Shyama Dance there"A Song I Sing to Thee …
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A Song I Sing to Thee – Swami Vivekananda
(Rendered from Bengali ) A song I sing. A song I sing to Thee!Nor care I for men's comments, good or bad.Censure or praise I hold of no account.Servant am I, true …
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