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Can anyone find me the real title of this poem by Rabindranath Tagore?

"Thou tanglest my heart in a hundred nooses of love,
What is this thy play?
It is but a little feeble life--
Why so many bonds to bind it?
At every turn and every moment
Thou winnest my love with thy wiles, but has none to give, thou stealer of hearts!
I wander about in search of thy heart.
O cruel nature;"....



That is the first stanza. In our book, it says that the title of the poem is "To Nature" but I think its wrong coz I can't find it in the net....


Please help! Thanks!

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