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An example of handwritten Bengali script. Part of a poem written by Rabindranath Tagore in 1926 in Hungary.

Poem written byRabindranath Tagorehimself for the weekly magazine of Jagannath Hall, University of Dhaka "Bashanti" during 1926

Poem written byRabindranath Tagorehimself for the weekly magazine of Jagannath Hall, University of Dhaka "Bashanti" during 1926

African Script - Culture - Nigeria

Bamum is one of the Benue–Congo languages of Cameroon, with approximately a quarter million speakers. The language is well known for its original script developed by King Njoya.

7/5 Draft of the poem "After all, Not to Create Only" - Whitman

Draft of the poem "After all, Not to Create Only" - Whitman

Gora by Rabindranath Tagore is a popular Bengali novel by Tagor was written in his last life. Malancha "means" The Garden and the Gardener

Gora by Rabindranath Tagore is a popular Bengali novel by Tagor was written in his last life. Malancha "means" The Garden and the Gardener

3/5 Christina Rossetti:  In an artist's studio - "A queen in opal or in ruby dress,/ A nameless girl in freshest summer-greens,/ A saint, an angel -- every canvas means/ The same one meaning, neither more nor less."

Christina Rossetti: In an artist's studio - "A queen in opal or in ruby dress,/ A nameless girl in freshest summer-greens,/ A saint, an angel -- every canvas means/ The same one meaning, neither more nor less.

omniglot, a nice collection of summaries of language characteristics. You can make useful comparisons of languages here.

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The Etruscan alphabet developed from a Western variety of the Greek alphabet brought to Italy by Euboean Greeks.

Information about the alphabet and language of the Etruscans, which were used in parts of Italy from about 600 BC to the century AD

16/05 Wilde "I only hear the sighing of the breeze/ That makes complaint in a sweet undertune,/ I only see the blossom-laden trees/ Splintering the arrows of the golden moon,/ That turns black night into the burnished noon." from heart's yearnings

Wilde "I only hear the sighing of the breeze/ That makes complaint in a sweet undertune,/ I only see the blossom-laden trees/ Splintering the arrows of the golden moon,/ That turns black night into the burnished noon." from heart's yearnings

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