The Fugitive by Rabindranath Tagore
page 59 of 128 (46%)
page 59 of 128 (46%)
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Mother, if by force you unite me in death with one who was not my husband,
then will you bring a curse upon yourself for desecrating the shrine of the Eternal Lord of Death. RAMA Soldiers, light the fire; surround the woman! AMA Father! VINAYAKA Do not fear. Alas, my child, that you should ever have to call your father to save you from your mother's hands! AMA Father! VINAYAKA Come to me, my darling child! Mere vanity are these man-made laws, splashing like spray against the rock of heaven's ordinance. Bring your son |
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