FROM THE solemn gloom of the temple
children run out to sit in the dust,
God watches them play
and forgets the priest.

২৮
নানা রঙের ফুলের মতো ঊষা মিলায় যবে
শুভ্র ফলের মতন সূর্য জাগেন সগৌরবে॥

NONE NEEDS BE thrust aside to make room for you.
When love prepares your seat she prepares it for all.
Where the earthly King appears, guards keep out the crowd, but when you come, my King, the whole world comes in your wake.