The Crescent Moon : Child-Poems
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Would you shake your finger at me and say, "What an ungrateful wretch of a bird!
It is gnawing at its chain day and night?" Then, go, mother, go! I will run away into the woods; I will never let you take me in your arms again.
50 The Crescent Moon VOCATION WHEN the gong sounds ten in the morn- ing and I walk to school by our lane, Everyday I meet the hawker crying, "Bangles, crystal bangles 1" There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must take, no place he must go to, no time when ...he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying, "Bangles, crystal bangles!" When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school.
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade, he soils his clothes with dust, noboby takes him Child-Poems 61 to task if he gets baked in the sun or gets wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away at the garden with nobody to stop me from digging.
Just as it gets dark in the evening and my mother sends me to bed, I can see through my open window the watchman walking up and down.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Would you shake your finger at me and say, "What an ungrateful wretch of a bird!
It is gnawing at its chain day and night?" Then, go, mother, go! I will run away into the woods; I will never let you take me in your arms again.
50 The Crescent Moon VOCATION WHEN the gong sounds ten in the morn- ing and I walk to school by our lane, Everyday I meet the hawker crying, "Bangles, crystal bangles 1" There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must take, no place he must go to, no time when ...he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying, "Bangles, crystal bangles!" When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school.
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade, he soils his clothes with dust, noboby takes him Child-Poems 61 to task if he gets baked in the sun or gets wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away at the garden with nobody to stop me from digging.
Just as it gets dark in the evening and my mother sends me to bed, I can see through my open window the watchman walking up and down.
What to read after The Crescent Moon : Child-Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Tagore, Rabindranath, 1861-1941 to read onlineMoreLess
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