How far is that from man’s world?
How close that to heaven’s heart?

All these built in paradise!
Unless one turns demise!

Can it bear to see a flower mourn?
Can untimely fall to be worth grown?

Can it tear the morose of past?
Can plant’s living lust?

Oh! How much pain one to sustain!
Oh! At last or to the end when it be beaten!

Moushumi moushumi

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