Stop a while, traveller!
Should Mother Bengal claim thee for her son.
As a child takes repose on his mother's elysian lap,
Even so here in the Long Home,
On the bosom of the earth,
Enjoys the sweet eternal sleep
Poet Madhusudan of the Duttas.
Official Website: http://www.poetseers.org/the_great_poets/in/dutt/
Added by santanupal on June 28, 2007
"Where man in all his truest glory lives,
And nature's face is exquisitely sweet;
For those fair climes I heave impatient sigh,
There let me live and there let me die."
(Translated from the original Bengali by the poet.)
santanupal
1824-1873 AD