from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
Songs of the Sea (Sagar Sangit)
The sunbeams fall and kiss thy lips and gleam
Calm and profound like thy own majesty.
How all my million golden flowers of dream
Out of my soul thou hast drawn utterly,
And these thou wearest as a garland now;
I stand with empty hands upon thy shore.
Sing me one chant of thine! Ah, let it flow
An endless nectar and my soul explore
With echoes and with lights, and turn thy gaze
For ever and for ever on my days,
And from today, O Ocean without strand,
Thy song I’ll sing, wandering from land to land.