from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
Songs of the Sea (Sagar Sangit)
O today in heaven there rings high a mournful strain,
Till our empty hearts beat slow and of ending fain.
Mournful moans the cloud, mournfully and loud
Kissing ocean, roaming heaven in vain
Hear the winds complain!
And today with lost desire
Sobs my spirit like a lyre
Wakened to complain.
For it seeks a want it cannot name,
Aching with a viewless flame
Knows not how to rest nor where to flee,
Only wailing knows and pain.
Towards the clouds it soars up fitfully,
Lured it knows not where nor why:
Singing only from the soul
Songs of bitter dole!
Neither rhythm keeps nor cry
Of saving measure, fitfully
Wailing out its shapeless pain.
They have filled the heavens and filled my soul,
Songs of weeping wild and bitter dole,
Chants of utter pain.