BRING TO THIS country once again the blessed name
which made the land of thy birth sacred to all distant lands!
Let thy great awakening under the bodhi tree be fulfilled,
sweeping away the veil of unreason
and let, at the end of an oblivious night,
freshly blossom out in India thy remembrance!
Bring life to the mind that is inert,
thou Illimitable Light and Life!
Let the air become vital with thy inspiration!
Let open the doors that are barred,
and the resounding conch shell
proclaim thy arrival at Bharat's gate.
Let, through innumerable voices,
the gospel of an immeasurable love announce thy call.

IN THE NIGHT when noise is tired the murmur of the sea fills the air.
The vagrant desires of the day come back to their rest round the lighted lamp.
Love's play is stilled into worship, life's stream touches the deep, and the world of forms comes to its nest in the beauty beyond all forms.

                   শোভনা
অস্তরবি-কিরণে তব জীবন-শতদল
         মুদিল তার আঁখি।
মরমে যাহা ব্যাপ্ত ছিল স্নিগ্ধ পরিমল
         মরণে নিল ঢাকি।
নিয়ে গেল সে বিদায়কালে মোদের আঁখিজল
         মাধুরী-সুধা সাথে।
নূতন লোকে শোভনারূপ জাগিবে উজ্জ্বল
         বিমল নবপ্রাতে।