Here in Jaipur the old and new worlds meet;
The forts,the temples,and the palaces
Look out on legislative offices
And schools and hospitals.This wide grave street
Worn by three centuries of slippered feet
And tripping pads of camels branches out
In roads that go impartially to meet
Old pleasure-gardens and new factories.
Here is a future growing from past beauty
Owning past inspiration-and a duty
To all men of all trades to build a city
Known for flourish of its industries;
Its roads made smooth for ordinary men
And knowledge climbing stairs to soar again.
R.N.CURREY,INDIAN LANDSCAPE:A BOOK OF DESCRIPITVE POEMS,PUB.ROUTLEDGE,LONDON,1947
R.N.Curry spent three years in India and was prize winner of Lord Wavell’s All India Poetry Competition.