from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
King and Devotee
The King of kings has made you a king,
Your sceptre gave, your throne of gold,
Man and fair maid for retinue,
Your swords of sheen, your warriors bold,
Your crown, your flag, your victor-pomps,
High elephants and steeds of pride,
The wise to counsel, the strong to serve,
And queens of beauty at your side.
To me He gave His alms of grace,
His little wallet full of songs,
His azure heavens for my robe,
His earth, my nest, to me belongs.
My sleeping room is His wide world,
Planet and star for bulb and lamp,
The King of kings who beggared me,
Walks by my side, a comrade tramp.