TRANSLATIONS
SRI AUROBINDO
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I. FROM SANSKRIT
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Now lilies blow upon the windy height, Now flowers the pansy kissed by tender rain, Narcissus builds his house of self-delight And Love's own fairest flower blooms again; Vainly your gems, 0 meadows, you recall; One simple girl breathes sweeter than you all.
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