SRI AUROBINDO
Translations
from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
XXIX
When the hour of twilight its period kept
The damsel out from her dwelling stepped,
Like flashes in a new-born cloud that battling crept,
Golden, a beauty dire.
A high-born maiden, a little child,
Woven of flowers and fragrance she smiled.
How with a little sight should hope be reconciled?
Her small sweet body of pale gold made
That shining gold thro’ her robe displayed,
The forest lion yields to her slender middle; swayed
Glances much love must earn.
A soft smile burned in her lips and she
With a smile and a look did murder me.
Lord of the five Bengals, may longer life with thee
Starlike eternal burn.