জীবনে আনন্দের উল্টো দিকটাও চিন্তা করা উচিত । Thou hath,everybody loves,glorified eyes, With penetrating shine that of a panther. Thou hath terrifying Iron legs, With the strength of the earth defeating tiger. On thy head prevails amazing manly hair, Flying at the rate of a swiftly running deer. More often thou hath an ignoring voice, With a cruel mockery to the fellows. Most often thou taketh chill rejoice, By hanging me on thy mocking gallows. Soft branches of a tender tree, those arms are, With a charming touch to take a grip it doth appear. Thy youth's a mango-bud sprinkling sweet fragrance, Ready to pierce the world with thy acne thence. Or, thy steep youth, a voracious stream, Flowing from some nearest vale with turbulent speed, Is overflowing the banks with thy youthful flavour. What a perfect beauty,surely, thou be, That affects the heaven & the world withal me! Thy Art and Beauty Are much more pretty. I pray for thee, For thy better amity. -----