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Rabindranath Tagore - Sit Smiling
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I boasted among men that I had known you. 
They see your pictures in all works of mine. 
They come and ask me, `Who is he?` 
I know not how to answer them. I say, `Indeed, I cannot tell.` 
They blame me and they go away in scorn. 
And you sit there smiling. 

I put my tales of you into lasting songs. 
The secret gushes out from my heart. 
They come and ask me, `Tell me all your meanings.` 
I know not how to answer them. 
I say, `Ah, who knows what they mean!` 
They smile and go away in utter scorn. 
And you sit there smiling.
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