The Bengali Book of English Verse/Origin of the Kaminee Flower (Jatindra Mohan Tagore)
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Origin of the Kaminee Flower.
A maiden fair once loved a youth,
To win his smile she ever sighed,
But false she found his plighted truth,
Of broken heart the maiden died.
The Love-God's breast with pity warmed,
And now for once himself he blamed,
Into a flower the maid transformed,
And sweet Kaminee it was named.
And evermore alone at night,
It weeps full many a dewy tear,
But fades and falls ere dawn of light,
Lest faithless man approach it near.