LOVE, THOU hast made great my life with death's magnificence, and
hast tinted all my thoughts and dreams with radiant hues of thy farewell rays.
The tear-washed limpid light reveals at life's last sunset-point
the hints of Paradise, where descending flame of Kiss from
starry sphere of love lights the sorrows of our earth to
splendour of their end, in one blazing ecstasy of uttermost extinction.
Love, thou hast made one vast wonder Life and Death for me.

নগাধিরাজের দূর নেবু-নিকুঞ্জের
রসপাত্রগুলি
আনিল এ শয্যাতলে
জনহীন প্রভাতের রবির মিত্রতা,
অজানা নির্ঝরিণীর
বিচ্ছুরিত আলোকচ্ছটার
হিরন্ময় লিপি,
সুনিবিড় অরণ্যবীথির
নিঃশব্দ মর্মরে বিজড়িত
স্নিগ্ধ হৃদয়ের দৌত্যখানি।
রোগপঙ্গু লেখনীর বিরল ভাষার
ইঙ্গিতে পাঠায় কবি আর্শীবাদ তার।

WHEN MY first early songs woke in my heart I thought they were the playmates of the morning flowers.
When they shook their wings and flew into the wilderness it seemed to me that they had the spirit of the summer which comes down with a sudden thunder roar to spend its all in laughter.
I thought that they had the mad call of the storm to rush and lose their way beyond the sunset land.
But now when in the evening light I see the blue line of the shore,
I know my songs are the boat that has brought me to the harbour across the wild sea.