The blow stunned him.

The doctor attended to his needs.
Who would live in a world so full of sorrow?
The poison tree grows in every one's court.

Who would love?
to have one's heart torn in pieces.
Oh, Creator! why hast Thou not made this a happy world?
Thou hadst the power if Thou hadst wished to make it a world of joy! Why is there so much sorrow in it?
When, at evening, Nagendra Natha left Madhupur in his palanquin, he said to himself-- "Now I have lost all.

What is lost--happiness?
that was lost on the day when Surja Mukhi left home.

Then what is lost now--hope?
So long as hope remains to man all is not lost; when hope dies, all dies." Now, therefore, he resolved to go to Govindpur, not with the purpose of remaining, but to arrange all his affairs and bid farewell to the house.