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SCENES IN INDIA.
we approached Calcutta. As I now call to my re-
collection the beauties of that magnificent river, I
shall indulge myself, and I trust gratify the reader,
by giving a poetical description of it from the pen of
one of its own native bards.
" Gold river! gold river ! how gallantly now
Our bark on thy bright breast is lifting her prow !
In the pride of her beauty how swiftly she flies,
Like a white-winged spirit through topaz-paved skies!
" Gold river ! gold river! thy bosom is calm,
And o'er thee the breezes are shedding their balm ;
And nature beholds her fair features pourtray'd
In the glass of thy bosom serenely display'd.
" Gold river! gold river ! the sun to thy waves
Is fleeting to rest in thy cool coral caves ;
And thence, with his tiar of light, in the morn
He will rise, and the skies with his glory adorn.
" Gold river ! gold river ! how bright is the beam
That lightens and crimsons thy soft flowing stream !
Whose waters beneath make a musical clashing—
Whose waves as they burst in their brightness are flashing!
" Gold river! gold river ! the moon will soon grace
The hall of the stars with her light-shedding face ;
The wandering planets will over thee throng,
And seraphs will waken their music and song.
"Gold river! gold river! our brief course is done,
And safe in the city our home we have won ;
And as to the bright sun, now dropp'd from our view,
So, Ganga, we bid thee a cheerful adieu !"
These stanzas are taken from a volume of poems
written in English by Kasiprasad Ghosh, a young
SCENES IN INDIA.
we approached Calcutta. As I now call to my re-
collection the beauties of that magnificent river, I
shall indulge myself, and I trust gratify the reader,
by giving a poetical description of it from the pen of
one of its own native bards.
" Gold river! gold river ! how gallantly now
Our bark on thy bright breast is lifting her prow !
In the pride of her beauty how swiftly she flies,
Like a white-winged spirit through topaz-paved skies!
" Gold river ! gold river! thy bosom is calm,
And o'er thee the breezes are shedding their balm ;
And nature beholds her fair features pourtray'd
In the glass of thy bosom serenely display'd.
" Gold river! gold river ! the sun to thy waves
Is fleeting to rest in thy cool coral caves ;
And thence, with his tiar of light, in the morn
He will rise, and the skies with his glory adorn.
" Gold river ! gold river ! how bright is the beam
That lightens and crimsons thy soft flowing stream !
Whose waters beneath make a musical clashing—
Whose waves as they burst in their brightness are flashing!
" Gold river! gold river ! the moon will soon grace
The hall of the stars with her light-shedding face ;
The wandering planets will over thee throng,
And seraphs will waken their music and song.
"Gold river! gold river! our brief course is done,
And safe in the city our home we have won ;
And as to the bright sun, now dropp'd from our view,
So, Ganga, we bid thee a cheerful adieu !"
These stanzas are taken from a volume of poems
written in English by Kasiprasad Ghosh, a young