প্রয়াগে যেখানে গঙ্গা যমুনা;
       মিলায়েছে দুই ধারা,
সেখানে তোমার দেখেছিনু কী চেহারা।
       দ্বিবেণী তোমারে নাম দিয়েছিনু,
          দুই-বেণী সোজাসুজি--
       পিঠে নেমেছিল অচল ঝরনা বুঝি।
আজি এ কী দেখি! খোঁপায় তোমার
             বাঁধিয়া তুলেছ বেণী--
চাঁদেরে মাগিয়া জমেছে মেঘের শ্রেণী।
       এবার তোমার নামের বদল
            না ক'রে উপায় নাই--
       খোঁপা-গরবিণী, খোবানি ডাকিব তাই।

WHEN I GIVE up the helm I know that the time has come for thee to take it. What there is to do will be instantly done. Vain is this struggle.
Then take away your hands and silently put up with your defeat, my heart, and think it your good fortune to sit perfectly still where you are placed.
These my lamps are blown out at every little puff of wind, and trying to light them I forget all else again and again.
But I shall be wise this time and wait in the dark, spreading my mat on the floor; and whenever it is thy pleasure, my lord, come silently and take thy seat here.

I ASK FOR AN audience from you, my King, in your solitary chamber.
Call me from the crowd.
When your gate was kept open for all I entered your courtyard
with the bustling throng, and in the confusion found you not.
Now when at night they take up their lanterns and go by different
roads to their different homes, allow me to linger here for
a moment, standing at your feet, and hold up my lamp and see your face.