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About भण्डारी2013

Has a reflective and idealistic types of personality. Loves to participate in Social activities. Extremely loyal by nature. Laid back unless a strongly held value is threatened and a talented writer too.

To His Mistress In Absence – Torquato Tasso

Posted on September 17, 2018

FAR from thy dearest self, the scope Of all my aims, I waste in secret flames; And only live because I hope. O when will Fate restore The joys, in whose bright fire My expectation shall expire, That I may … Continue reading →

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Jerusalem Delivered – Book 05 – Part 05 – Torquato Tasso

Posted on September 17, 2018

LXV But yet all ways the wily witch could find Could not Tancredi’s heart to loveward move, His sails were filled with another wind, He list no blast of new affection prove; For, as one poison doth exclude by kind … Continue reading →

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What Weeping, Or What Dewfall – Torquato Tasso

Posted on September 17, 2018

What weeping, or what dewfall, Whose then were those tears,  Flung from night’s cloak, I saw, And the white face of the stars? Why was the white moon sowing A pure cloud’s crystal mass In the lap of fresh new … Continue reading →

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Hedge, That Divides The Lovely – Torquato Tasso

Posted on September 17, 2018

Hedge, that divides the lovely Garden, and myself from me, Never in you so fair a rose I see As she who is my lady, Loving, sweet and holy: Who as I stretch my hand to you Presses it, so … Continue reading →

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Worldly Place – Matthew Arnold

Posted on September 15, 2018

Even in a palace, life may be led well! So spake the imperial sage, purest of men, Marcus Aurelius. But the stifling den Of common life, where, crowded up pell-mell, Our freedom for a little bread we sell, And drudge … Continue reading →

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Too Late – Matthew Arnold

Posted on September 15, 2018

Each on his own strict line we move, And some find death ere they find love; So far apart their lives are thrown From the twin soul which halves their own. And sometimes, by harder fate, The lovers meet, but … Continue reading →

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White Linen Heaven – JoJo Bean

Posted on September 15, 2018

A warm sunny day of youth Memories of white linen sheets Hanging on the line to dry The air filled with fragrance oh so sweet The edge of each sheet decorated with grandma and mothers loving hands Crafted embroidery of … Continue reading →

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