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Now the arati is going on in the temples. Those who are still strolling on the embankment or in the Panchavati hear from far off the sweet ringing of the arati bells. The tide has come in, and the Bhagirathi is flowing northward with a murmuring sound. The sweet sound of the arati, mingling with that murmur, has grown sweeter still. In the midst of it all sits Sri Ramakrishna, mad with love. All is sweet! The heart is full of sweetness! Sweetness, sweetness, sweetness!