I HAVE donned this new robe to-day because my body feels like singing.
        It is not enough that I am given to my love once and for ever, but out of that I must fashion new gifts every day; and shall I not seem a fresh offering, dressed in a new robe?
        My heart, like the evening sky, has its endless passion for colour, and therefore I change my veils, which have now the green of the cool young grass and now that of the winter rice.
        To-day my robe is tinted with the rain-rimmed blue of the sky. It brings to my limbs the colour of the boundless, the colour of the oversea hills; and it carries in its folds the delight of summer clouds flying in the wind.

I THOUGHT that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,-that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.

লক্ষ্মী যখন আসবে তখন
       কোথায় তারে দিবি রে ঠাঁই--
দেখ্‌ রে চেয়ে আপন-পানে
       পদ্মটি নাই, পদ্মটি নাই।
ফিরছে কেঁদে প্রভাত-বাতাস,
আলোক যে তার ম্লান হতাশ,
মুখে চেয়ে আকাশ তোরে
          শুধায় আজি নীরবে তাই।
কত গোপন আশা নিয়ে
       কোন্‌ সে গহন রাত্রিশেষে
অগাধ জলের তলা হতে
       অমল কুঁড়ি উঠল ভেসে।
হল না তার ফুটে ওঠা,
কখন ভেঙে পড়ল বোঁটা,
মর্ত-কাছে স্বর্গ যা চায়
       সেই মাধুরী কোথা রে পাই।