যে-মাসেতে আপিসেতে হল তার নাম ছাঁটা স্ত্রীর শাড়ি নিজে পরে, স্ত্রী পরিল গামছাটা। বলে, 'আমি বৈরাগী, ছেড়ে দেব শিগ্গির, ঘরে মোর যত আছে বিলাস-সামিগ্গির।' ছিল তার টিনে-গড়া চা-খাওয়ার চাম্চাটা, কেউ তা কেনে না সেটা যত করে দাম-ছাঁটা।
ON THAT NIGHT when the storm broke open my door. I did not know that you entered my room through the ruins, For the lamp was blown out, and it became dark; I stretched my arms to the sky in search of help. I lay on the dust waiting in the tumultuous dark and I knew not that storm was your own banner. When the morning came I saw you standing upon the emptiness that was spread over my house.
THAT I WANT thee, only thee-let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to the core. As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light, even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry-I want thee, only thee. As the storm still seeks its end in peace when it strikes against peace with all its might, even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love and still its cry is-I want thee, only thee.
