Tongueless the bell!
Lute without a song!
It is not night
It is God's dawn,
Silence its unending song.
Over heart's valley,
In the soul's night,
Through pain's window
Behold! His light!
On Life's Height.
No prayer, now,
Though death-waves roll,
Faith's candle lit,
Beside it sits the soul
Reading Eternity's scroll.
SYMBOLISM
About the poet
Dhan Gopal Mukerji
Dhan Gopal Mukerji (6 July 1890 – 14 July 1936) was the first successful Indian man of letters in the United States and won a Newbery Medal in 1928.[1] He studied at Duff School (now known as Scottish Church Collegiate School), and at Duff College, both withi…
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SOURCE OF SINGING
A bruised heart,A wounded soul,
O, OLD! O, NEW!
Who are you?Why make me wait
LASSITUDE
Ah! to be able to sing,To sorrow in melody;
FORLORN
In the star-blurred hours of the nightWhen the cloud-dams stay the flow of winds,
AFTER A BENGALI SONG
In the forest of my being the voice of your lute;In the depth of my heart the pearl of your tear;
