Far from the maddening crowd, br Here is a man br Making rare inroads into life. br Far from the din of the world, br Here is a loving heart br Whispering universal brotherhood. br br Far in the silent woods br He leads a peaceful life. br To the beckoning heart of nature br He lends a consoling hand. br br And his monkeys and squirrels, br Winged and gilled clan is blest. br In the warmth of supreme love br He feeds them rice and grains. br br And he spends his treasure, br Tailed and winged clique is safe. br And through their silent eyes br He sees the expressions of god. br Blest is his soul-he serves his heart br And where are our springs? very much torn apart.