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Rh From thee the mystic Trinal Unity— Brahma, Vishnu, Mahesha—one in three— All sprung, thou primal dread Divinity, Thou great First Cause of all and End to be! The wondrous glories of yon azure sky, The nameless beauties that around us lie, The whirlwind's blast, and lightning's dazzling flame, All—all thy pow'r and providence proclaim.

Descend, great Deity! from thy cloud girt seat Amidst the changeless, everlasting snows Of lofty Himmala, where at thy feet Time's self doth lie like Passion in repose. And Kartikaya on his star-eyed bird, As fits the war-god, bravely keeps his guard; And Ganesha, in sober vesture drest Wooing Philosophy to his loving breast.

And golden Lakshmee, smiling like the morn, And bright as when she rose from the ocean foam, Her lap adorn'd with golden ears of corn, Emparadises still thy mountain home. And lovely Saraswatee—lute in hand— Attended by the Arts—a witching band— Awakes ethereal music midst the snows, And all the place with rapturous ardour glows.

The Aryan world prepares for social mirth By acts of lovingkindness to mankind; May universal love pervade the earth, And charity fill every heart and mind! May brother brother clasp in close embrace, And pleasure beam in each familiar face, As friend meets friend around the festive board And tells of pangs endured or triumphs scored!