We welcome a new volume of "The Wisdom of the
East " series An A nthology of Modern Indian Poetry (Murray, 35. 6d.), which should contribute to the good cause of sympathy
between East and West. In the verse of Inayat Khan we hear again the silver voice of Tansen, that ravished the ears of Akbar, and in lines such as these, by Narayan Viiman Tilak,
we learn anew of that Union with the Beloved Of w-hich our own mystics tell :-
As words and their meaning are linked Serving one purpose each, Be Thou and I so knit, 0 Lord, And through me breathe Thy speech: .
A lyric by Manmohan Ghose serves to show how the ecstasy of song wells up in lips to whom English is an alien tongue Of all shy visitants I love That darling butterfly . .
Whose wings are to the cornfield's wave A fluttering reply. • Miss Goodwin, the editor, is to be congratulated on a charming anthology.
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