For a bowl of water: poem that influenced Gandhi

A Gujarati poem, by Shyamlal Bhat, that Gandhi read and left deep impression on his mind

For a bowl of water give a goodly meal;
For a kindly greeting bow thou down with zeal;
For a simple penny pay thou back with gold;
If thy life be rescued, life do not withhold.
Thus the words and actions of the wise regard;
Every little service tenfold they reward.
But the truly noble know all men as one,
And return with gladness good for evil done.

"Early Glimpses of Religion," by M.K. Gandhi (1948)
As found in The Gandhi Reader edited by Homer A. Jack (1983)

Breakfast at Tiffany's passage

It was no novelty to encounter suspicious specimens among Holly's callers, quite the contrary; but one day late that spring, while passing through the brownstone's vestibule, I noticed a very provocative man examining her mailbox. A person in his early fifties with a hard, weathered face, gray forlorn eyes. He wore an old sweatstained gray hat, and his cheap summer suit, a pale blue, hung too loosely on his lanky frame; his shoes were brown and brand-new. He seemed to have no intention of ringing Holly's bell. Slowly, as though he were reading Braille, he kept rubbing a finger across the embossed lettering of her name.

from "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Truman Capote (1958)

A Few Poems by Emily Dickinson

#305
The difference between Despair
And Fear--is like the One
Between the instant of a Wreck--
And when the Wreck has been--

The Mind is smooth--no Motion--
Contented as the Eye
Upon the Forehead of a Bust--
That knows--it cannot see--


#35
A Nameless Rose

Nobody knows this little Rose--
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it--
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey--
On it's breast to lie--
Only a Bird will wonder--
Only a Breeze will sigh--
Ah Little Rose--how easy
For such as thee to die!


#101
Will there really be a "Morning"?
Is there such a thing as "Day"?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as all as they?

Has it feet like Water lilies?
Has it feather like a Bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?

Oh some Scholar! Oh some Sailor!
Oh some Wise Man from the skies!
Please to tell a little Pilgrim
Where the place called "Morning" lies!