The Fugitive by Rabindranath Tagore
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RAMA
Soldiers, keep this old man under control! AMA I defy you, mother!--You, soldiers, I defy!--for through death and love I win to freedom. 30 A painter was selling pictures at the fair; followed by servants, there passed the son of a minister who in youth had cheated this painter's father so that he had died of a broken heart. The boy lingered before the pictures and chose one for himself. The painter flung a cloth over it and said he would not sell it. After this the boy pined heart-sick till his father came and offered a large price. But the painter kept the picture unsold on his shop-wall and grimly sat before it, saying to himself, "This is my revenge." The sole form this painter's worship took was to trace an image of his god every morning. |
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