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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sleep-Stealer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.<br> Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water<br>from the village near by.<br> It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in<br>the pond were silent.<br> The shepherd boy lay asleep under the shadow of the banyan<br>tree.<br> The crane stood grave and still in the swamp near the mango<br>grove.<br> In the meanwhile the Sleep-stealer came and, snatching sleep<br>from baby's eyes, flew away.<br> When mother came back she found baby travelling the room over<br>on all fours.<br> Who stole sleep from our baby's eyes? I must know. I must find<br>her and chain her up.<br> I must look into that dark cave, where, through boulders and<br>scowling stones, trickles a tiny stream.<br> I must search in the drowsy shade of the bakula grove, where<br>pigeons coo in their corner, and fairies' anklets tinkle in the<br>stillness of starry nights.<br> In the evening I will peep into the whispering silence of the<br>bamboo forest, where fireflies squander their light, and will ask<br>every creature I meet, &quot;Can anybody tell me where the Sleep-stealer<br>lives?&quot;<br> Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.<br> Shouldn't I give her a good lesson if I could only catch her!<br> I would raid her nest and see where she hoards all her stolen<br>sleep.<br> I would plunder it all, and carry it home.<br> I would bind her two wings securely, set her on the bank of<br>the river, and then let her play at fishing with a reed among the<br>rushes and water-lilies.<br> When the marketing is over in the evening, and the village<br>children sit in their mothers' laps, then the night birds will<br>mockingly din her ears with:<br> &quot;Whose sleep will you steal now?&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabindranath+Tagore">Rabindranath Tagore</a><div class=q>
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 Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water
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 It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in
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