The bard wrote at the conclusion of his sixth letter, "Then the Sun-god having contained his thousand rays laid out his tired head on the bed of multitudinous clouds leaning on sunset's shadowy peak and closed his sleepy crimson eyes; the birds returned to their respective nests. The lowing herd headed for the cow-house tracing the cowboy's steps. We began our journey for London." They were returning to London from a day's boat trip. Not the Bard of Avon but seventeen-year-old Rabindranath Tagore. His letters to his older brother Jyotirindranath give an in-depth view of Victorian England through the eyes of an Indian and a Bengali and present impartial analyses of the psyches of the Anglo-Bengali and the English. As Tagore himself says in the prologue to his first book in prose, "I hadn't been sufficiently cautious in expressing my opinions." In fact his criticism of the cultures have...