Poems by Swami Vivekananda
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Kali The Mother
... Are the souls of a million lunatics ...
Thou Blessed Dream
... Thy touch makes desert bloom to life, ...
My Play Is Done
... When fresh, young lives put their strength to the wheel, which thus goes on ...
Quest For God
... The moon's soft light, the stars so bright, ...
To An Early Violet
... What though no mate to clear thy path, ...
Peace
... It is death between two lives, ...
The Living God
... And His infinite reflections with which the world is full ...
A Benediction
... The sacred charm and strength that dwell ...
To My Own Soul
... For thou didst warn when evil thoughts were brewing- ...
A Blessing
... Far-reaching dreams, and patient ways, ...
Who Knows How Mother Plays
... Who knows, what soul, and when, ...
To The Fourth Of July
... Through dreary oceans, through primeval forests, ...
On The Sea's Bosom
... Touches the massed cloud-shapes with streaks of red ...
The Song Of The Free
... I am He. Before the sun, the moon, the earth, ...
Light
... And find that all is right, ...
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