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 1 Intro    | none that are his equal; we call this the epoch of Rabindranath.
 2 Intro,  2|    know not why this sudden call to what useless inconsequence.'
 3 Text,  1 | singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord. ~
 4 Text,  16| hands. ~People blame me and call me heedless; I doubt not
 5 Text,  16|     busy. Those who came to call me in vain have gone back
 6 Text,  31|    thou art not seen. ~If I call not thee in my prayers,
 7 Text,  39|   sky from end to end. ~But call back, my lord, call back
 8 Text,  39|     But call back, my lord, call back this pervading silent
 9 Text,  85| unknown sea and brought thy call to my home. ~The night is
10 Text,  88| know not why is this sudden call to what useless inconsequence! ~
11 Text,  96|  early morning thou wouldst call me from my sleep like my