YOU SEEMED from afar
titanic in your mysterious majesty of terror.
With palpitating heart I stood before your presence.
Your knitted brows boded ill
and sudden came down the blow
with a growl and a crash.
My bones cracked,
with bowed head I waited
for the final fury to come.
It came.
And I wondered, could this be all of the menace?
With your weapon held high in suspense
you looked mightily big.
To strike me you came down
to where I crouched low on the ground.
You suddenly became small
and I stood up.
From thence there was only pain for me
but no fear.
Great you are as death itself,
but your victim is greater than death.

অদৃষ্টরে শুধালেম, চিরদিন পিছে
অমোঘ নিষ্ঠুর বলে কে মোরে ঠেলিছে?
সে কহিল, ফিরে দেখো। দেখিলাম থামি
সম্মুখে ঠেলিছে মোরে পশ্চাতের আমি।

পরমস্নেহাস্পদ
শ্রীমান বলেন্দ্রনাথ ঠাকুরের হস্তে
তাঁহার শুভপরিণয়দিনে
এই গ্রন্থখানি উপহৃত হইল।