SRI AUROBINDO
Translations
from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
VIII
Childhood is fled and youth in its seat;
Not light as of old her wandering feet,
Yet are Love’s glorious envoys two
Seeing her eyes her errands do.
In secret dawns each lovely smile
And laughter low with maiden guile.
Her hand each moment plucks her dress
Its fluttering treasons to repress.
And all the low speech of her lips
From a modest head and drooping slips.
Her heavy hips have now replaced
The old lost pride of her rounded waist.
Thus I decide her doubtful state
Conclusion sweet of sweet debate.
Thine is this fair decision’s fruit
Judgment to give and execute.
I, Bidyapati, love’s lights bring
To lady Lachhima and the King.