YOU ASK ME, mother, where I most wish to go. It is there from
where I first came to you. But I never can remember the place.
My father smiles at my trouble and says. 'It is beyond the clouds
in the land of the evening star.'
But I hear from you, it is deep in the bosom of the earth, from
where the flowers come away seeking the sun.
'That land lies unseen,' my auntie says, 'in the bottom of the
sea, hiding all the precious gems in its store.'
My brother pulls my hair and says, 'How can you find it, you
stupid one, for it is mingled in the air.'
It must be everywhere, it seems to me when I listen to you all.
Only my school-master shakes his head and says'It is nowhere.'

মান অপমান উপেক্ষা করি দাঁড়াও,
কণ্টকপথ অকুণ্ঠপদে মাড়াও,
      ছিন্ন পতাকা ধূলি হতে লও তুলি
রুদ্রের হাতে লাভ করো শেষ বর,
আনন্দ হোক দুঃখের সহচর,
      নিঃশেষ ত্যাগে আপনারে যাও ভুলি।

III. 84. jhi jhi jantar bajai
THE HARP gives forth murmurous music; and the dance goes on without hands and feet.
It is played without fingers, it is heard without ears: for He is the ear, and He is the listener.
The gate is locked, but within there is fragrance: and there the meeting is seen of none.
The wise shall understand it.