The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Third ) - The Death Of Love Comments

Thus have I seen the elephant stoop to drink, And lift a lily from the fountain's brink. Thus, when he rears his mighty head on high, Across his tusks I've seen that lily lie. the translation of the great Kalidas poem. tony

Dear God of Love, thou truly hast displayed The power unrivalled of thy promised aid. My hope is all in thee: my weapons are The thunderbolt and thou, more mighty far. But vain, all vain the bolt of heaven to fright Those holy Saints whom penance arms aright. Thy power exceeds all bound: thou, only thou, All-conquering Deity, canst help me now! Praiseworthy work, really great. Thanks to the great translator. Subhas