কল্যাণীয়া
শ্রীমতী দেবরাণী দেবী
       যূগলমিলনমন্ত্রে নব স্বর্গলোক
       নবীন জীবনে তব আবির্ভূত হোক।
            কল্যাণের ধ্রুবতারা
            জাগুক নিমেষহারা
       থাক্‌ সেথা সমুজ্জ্বল প্রেমের আলোক।
নূতন সংসারখানি
          বিধাতার আশীর্বাণী
     বহন করুক নিত্য অভয় অশোক।

WHEN THE warriors came out first from their master's hall, where had they hid their power? Where were their armour and their arms?
They looked poor and helpless, and the arrows were showered upon them on the day they came out from their master's hall.
When the warriors marched back again to their master's hall where
did they hide their power?
They had dropped the sword and dropped the bow and the arrow; peace was on their foreheads, and they had left the fruits of their life behind them on the day they marched back again to their master's hall.

THE SPRING with its leaves and flowers has come into my body.
The bees hum there the morning long, and the winds idly play with the shadows.
A sweet fountain springs up from the heart of my heart.
My eyes are washed with delight like the dew-bathed morning, and life is quivering in all my limbs like the sounding strings-of the lute.
Are you wandering alone by the shore of my life, where the tide is in flood, 0 lover of my endless days?
Are my dreams flitting round you like the moths with their many-
coloured wings?
And are those your songs that are echoing in the dark caves of my being?
Who but you can hear the hum of the crowded hours that sounds in my veins to-day, the glad steps that dance in my breast, the clamour of the restless life beating its wings in my body?