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We write long books where no page perhaps has any quality to make

writing a pleasure, being confident in some general design, just

as we fight and make money and fill our heads with politics-all

dull things in the doing-while Mr. Tagore, like the Indian

civilization itself, has been content to discover the soul and

surrender himself to its spontaneity. He often seems to contrast

life with that of those who have loved more after our fashion,

and have more seeming weight in the world, and always humbly as

though he were only sure his way is best for him: "Men going home

glance at me and smile and fill me with shame.