Dusmanta Choudhury
A Fidus Achates
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Scribes she well, like fidus achates
All earth all firmament are in a race
Mind within,soul within still so apart
In the whole welkin, all colourful art
Reads in the mind's eye her rutilant
Words that she speaks so puissant
She has a realm of mind pulchritude
Pours her full heart upon the cloud
Like a hidden bird so sweetly pours
In the nocturnal in all earthly ears
Praise of love or hate with philippic
Moon is passed,yet not finds in apic
All day is bare and all night is bare
Chorus are so divine with a dolour
Thought in thought,yet hymns heard
Like a high born singer or swain bird
Flies a shadow of annoyance upon
A dingle of joyance on earth so on
Never does she know love's sad art
All that so dwells in all human heart
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