A Sea of Foliage Girds our Garden round

A Sea of Foliage Girds our Garden round

Sonnet.- Baugmaree

 A sea of foliage girds our garden round,

 But not a sea of dull unvaried green,

   Sharp contrasts of all colors here are seen;

The light-green graceful tamarinds abound

Amid the mango clumps of green profound, 

   And palms arise, like pillars gray, between; 

   And o’er the quiet pools the seemuls lean,

Red-red, and startling like a trumpet’s sound.

But nothing can be lovelier than the ranges  

  Of bamboos to the eastward, when the moon

Looks through their gaps, and the white lotus changes

    Into a cup of silver. One might swoon  

    Drunken with beauty then, or gaze and gaze  

    On a primeval Eden, in amaze.

~ Toru Dutt (1856-1877)

source : Ancient Ballads and Legends of Hindustan

For her biography visit : torudutt.blogspot.com