`Prisoner, tell me, who was it tha… `It was my master,' said the priso… `I thought I could outdo everybod… and I amassed in my own treasure—h… When sleep overcame me I lay upon…

“Where have I come from, where di… its mother. She answered, half crying, half la… baby to her breast— “You were hidden in my heart as it…

The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument. The time has not come true,

A wandering madman was seeking the touchstone, with matted locks tawny and dust-laden, and body worn to a shadow, his lips tight-pressed, like the shut-up doors of his heart, his burnin...

When I go alone at night to my lo… It is my own anklets that grow lou… When I sit on my balcony and list… It is my own heart that beats wild… When my love comes and sits by my…

Why do you sit there on the floor… mother dear? The rain is coming in through the… wet, and you don’t mind it. Do you hear the gong striking four…

I must launch out my boat. The languid hours pass by on the shore——Alas for me! The spring has done its flowering… And now with the burden of faded f…

Do not keep to yourself the secret… Say it to me, only to me, in secre… You who smile so gently, softly wh… The night is deep, the house is si… Speak to me through hesitating tea…

Lest I should know you too easily… You blind me with flashes of laugh… I know, I know your art. You never say the word you would. Lest I should not prize you, you…

There is a looker—on who sits behi… things in ages and worlds beyond m… forgotten sights glisten on the gr… has seen under new veils the face… hours of many a nameless star. The…

I try to weave a wreath all the mo… You sit there watching me in secre… Ask those eyes, darkly planning mi… I try to sing a song, but in vain. A hidden smile trembles on your li…

Most of the lyrics of love and life, the translations of which from Bengali are published in this book, were written much earlier than the series of religious poems contained in the boo...

Mother, the folk who live up in th… “We play from the time we wake til… We play with the golden dawn, we p… I ask, “But how am I to get up to… They answer, “Come to the edge of…