রুদ্র সমুদ্রের বক্ষ,
        ক্ষুদ্র এ তরণীর কক্ষ--
             স্থল হতে জলে জলে
                  বহন করিয়া চলে
                       সিন্ধু ও ধরণীর সখ্য।

৫৬
আকাশে তো আমি রাখি নাই, মোর
       উড়িবার ইতিহাস।
     তবু, উড়েছিনু এই মোর উল্লাস॥  

NO GUEST HAD come to my house for long, my doors were locked, my
windows barred; I thought my night would be lonely.
When I opened my eyes I found the darkness had vanished.
I rose up and ran and saw the bolts of my gates all broken, and through the open door your wind and light waved their banner.
When I was a prisoner in my own house, and the doors were shut, my heart ever planned to escape and to wander.
Now at my broken gate, I sit still and wait for your coming,
You keep me bound by my freedom.