BANDE MATARAM

 

SRI AUROBINDO

 

Contents

 

PRE CONTENT

 India Renascent

1890-92

New Lamps For Old

1893-94

Unity-An Open Letter

 

Bhawani Mandir

 

An Organisation

 

The Proposed Reconstruction Of Bengal- Partition Or Annihilation?

 

Bandemataram

 A Note On  "Bande Mataram"

 

The Doctrine Of Passive Resistance

 

 I. Introduction

11-04-1907

 II. Its Objects 

12-04-1907

III.Its Necessity

13-04-1907

IV. Its Methods 

17-04-1907

V. Its Obligations 

18/19-04-1907

VI. Its Limits

20-04-1907

VII.  Conclusions

23-04-1907

The Morality Of Boycott 

 

 

  

Bandemataram

Daily

Darkness In "Light"

20-08-1906

Our Rip Van Winkles

  20-08-1906

Indian Abroad

20-08-1906

Officials On The Fall Of  Fuller

20-08-1906

Cow - Killing

20-08-1906

National Education And The Congress

22-08-1906

A Pusillanimous Proposal

25-08-1906

By The Way

27-08-1906

The "Mirror" And Mr. Tilak

28-08-1906

Leaders In Council

28-08-1906

By The Way

30-08-1906

Lessons At  Jamalpur

1-9-1906

By The Way

1-9-1906

By The Way

3-9-1906

English Enterprise And  Swadeshi

4-9-1906

Jamalpur

4-9-1906

By The Way

4-9-1906

The Times On Congress Reforms

8-9-1906

By The Way

8-9-1906

The "Sanjibani" On Mr. Tilak

10-9-1906

Secret Tactics

10-9-1906

By The Way

10-9-1906

The Question Of  The Hour

11-9-1906

A Criticism

11-9-1906

The Old Policy And The New

12-9-1906

 

Is A Conflict Necessary?

12-9-1906

The Charge Of  Vilification

12-9-1906

Autocratic Trickery

12-9-1906

The Bhagalpur Meeting

12-9-1906

By The Way

12-9-1906

Strange Speculations

13-9-1906

The "Statesman" Under Inspiration

13-9-1906

A Disingenuous Defence

14-9-1906

The Friend Found Out

17-9-1906

Stopgap Won't Do

17-9-1906

By The Way

17-9-1906

Is Mendicancy Successful?

18-9-1906

By The Way

18-9-1906

Mischievous Writings

20-9-1906

A Luminous Line

20-9-1906

By The Way

20-9-1906

By The Way

1-10-1906

By The Way

10-10-1906

By The Way

11-10-1906

The Coming Congress

13-10-1906

Statesman's Sympathy Brand

29-10-1906

By The Way : News From Nowhere

29-10-1906

 

The Man Of The Past And The Man Of The  Future

26-12-1906

The Results Of  The Congress

31-12-1906

Yet There Is Method In It

25-2-1906

Mr  Gokhale's  Disloyalty

28-2-1906

The  Comilla Incident

15-3-1907

British Protection Or Self-Protection

18-3-1907

By The Way

21-3-1907

The Berhampur  Conference

29-3-1907

The President Of The Berhampur  Conference

2-4-1907

Peace And The Autocrats

3-4-1907

Many Delusions

5-4-1907

Omissions And Commissions At Berhampur

6-4-1907

The Writing On The Wall

8-4-1907

A Nil- Admirari  Admirer

9-4-1907

Pherozshahi  At  Surat

10-4-1907

The Situation In East Bengal

11-4-1907

The Proverbial Offspring

12-4-1907

By The Way

12-4-1907

By The Way

13-4-1907

The Old Year

16-4-1907

A Vilifier On Vilification

17-4-1907

By The Way: A Mouse In A Flutter

17-4-1907

Simple, Not Rigorous

18-4-1907

British Interests And British Conscience

18-4-1907

A Recommendation

18-4-1907

An Ineffectual Sedition Clause

19-4-1907

The "Englishman" As A Statesman

19-4-1907

The Gospel According to Surendranath

22-4-1907

A Man Of  Second Sight

23-4-1907

Passive Resistance In The Punjab

23-4-1907

By The Way

24-4-1907

Bureaucracy At  Jamalpur

25-4-1907

Is This Your Lion Of  Bengal?

25-4-1907

Anglo-Indian Blunderers

25-4-1907

The Leverage Of Faith

25-4-1907

Graduated Boycott

26-4-1907

Instinctive Loyalty

26-4-1907

Nationalism Not Extremism

26-4-1907

Shall India Be Free?  The Loyalist Gospel

27-4-1907

The Mask  Is Off

27-4-1907

A Loyalist In A Panic

27-4-1907

Shall India Be Free? National Development And Foreign Rule

29-4-1907

Shall India Be Free?

30-4-1907

Moonshine For Bombay Consumption

1-5-1907

The "Reformer" On Moderation

1-5-1907

Shall India Be Free?  Unity And British Rule

2-5-1907

Extremism In The "Bengalee"

2-5-1907

Hare Or Another

3-5-1907

Look On This Picture, Then On That

3-5-1907

Curzonism For The University

8-5-1907

 

By The Way

9-5-1907

The Crisis

11-5-1907

In Praise Of The Government

13-5-1907

How To Meet The Ordinance

15-5-1907

The Latest Phase Of  Morleyism

15-5-1907

An Old Parrot Cry Repeated

15-5-1907

Mr Morley's Pronouncement

16-5-1907

What Does Mr.  Hare Mean

16-5-1907

The "Statesman" Unmasks

17-5-1907

Sui  Generis

17-5-1907

The "Statesman" On Mr. Mudholkar

20-5-1907

Silent Leaders

20-5-1907

The Government Plan Of Campaign

22-5-1907

And Still It Moves

23-5-1907

An Irish Example

24-5-1907

The East Bengal Disturbances

25-5-1907

Newmania

25-5-1907

Mr. Gokhale On Deportation

25-5-1907

The Gilded Sham Again

27-5-1907

National Volunteers

27-5-1907

Bande Mataram

Daily

Weekly

The True Meaning Of  The Risley Circular

28-5-1907

2-6-1097

The Effect Of  Petitionary Politics

29-5-1907

 

The Ordinance And After

30-5-1907

 

Common Sense In An Unexpected Quarter

30-5-1907

 

Drifting Away   

30-5-1907

 

The Question Of  The Hour

1-6-1907

2-6-1907

Regulated Independence

4-6-1907

9-6-1907

A Consistent "Patriot"

4-6-1907

 

Wanted, A Policy

5-6-1907

9-6-1907

Preparing The Explosion

5-6-1907

 

A Statement

6-6-1907

9-6-1907

Defying The Circular

7-6-1907

9-6-1907

By The Way:  When Shall We  Three Meet Again?

7-6-1907

9-6-1907

The Strength Of The Idea

8-6-1907

9-6-1907

Comic Opera Reforms

8-6-1907

9-6-1907

Paradoxical Advice

8-6-1907

9-6-1907

An Out Of Date Reformer

12-6-1907

16-6-1907

The Sphinx

14-6-1907

 

Slow But Sure

17-6-1907

 

The Rawalpindi Sufferers

18-6-1907

 

The Main Feeder Of  Patriotism

19-6-1907

23-6-1907

Concerted Action

20-6-1907

 

The Bengal Government's Letter

20-6-1907

23-6-1907

British Justice

21-6-1907

23-6-1907

 

The Moral  Of  The Coconada  Strike

21-6-1907

23-6-1907

The "Statesman" On Shooting

21-6-1907

23-6-1907

Mr. A. Chowdhury's Policy-

22-6-1907

23-6-1907

A Current Dodge

22-6-1907

 

More About British Justice

24-6-1907

30-6-1907

Morleyism Analysed

25-6-1907

30-6-1907

Political Or Non-Political

25-6-1907

30-6-1907

The "Statesman" On Mr. Chowdhuri

26-6-1907

 

"Legitimate Patriotism"

27-6-1907

 

Personal Rule And Freedom Of Speech And Writing

28-6-1907

30-6-1907

The Acclamation Of The House

2-7-1907

 

Europe And Asia

3-7-1907

7-7-1907

English Obduracy And Its Reason

11-7-1907

14-7-1907

Work And Speech

*12-7-1907

14-7-1907

From Phantom To Reality

13-7-1907

14-7-1907

Swadeshi In Education

13-7-1907

14-7-1907

Boycott And After

15-7-1907

21-7-1907

The Khulna Comedy

20-7-1907

21-7-1907

The Korean Crisis

22-7-1907

22-7-1907

One More For The Altar

25-7-1907

28-7-1907

The Issue

29-7-1907

4-8-1907

The 7th Of August

6-8-1907

11-8-1907

The "Indian Patriot" On Ourselves

6-8-1907

11-8-1907

To Organise

6-8-1907

11-8-1907

A Compliment And Some Misconceptions

12-8-1907

 

Pal On The Brain

12-8-1907

 

To Organise Boycott

14-8-1907

14-8-1907

The Foundations Of Nationality

14-8-1907

18-8-1907

Barbarities At Rawalpindi

*19-8-1907

25-8-1907

The High Court Miracles

*19-8-1907

25-8-1907

Justice Mitter And Swaraj

*19-8-1907

25-8-1907

Advice To National College Students(Speech)

25-8-1907

 

Sankharitola's Apologia

24-8-1907

25-8-1907

Our False Friends

26-8-1907

 

Repression And Unity

*27-8-1907

1-9-1907

The Three Unities Of  Sankharitola

*11-8-1907

1-9-1907

Eastern Renascence

3-9-1907

8-9-1907

The Martyrdom Of Bepin Chandra

12-9-1907

15-9-1907

The Unhindu Spirit Of Caste Rigidity

20-9-1907

22-9-1907

Caste And Democracy

22-9-1907

22-9-1907

Impartial Hospitality

23-9-1907

 

Free Speech

24-9-1907

29-9-1907

"Bande Mataram" Prosecution

25-9-1907

29-9-1907

The Chowringhee Pecksniff And Ourselves

26-9-1907

29-9-1907

The "Statesman" In Retreat

28-9-1907

6-10-1907

True Swadeshi

4-10-1907

 

Novel Ways To Peace

5-10-1907

6-10-1907

"Armenian Horrors"

5-10-1907

6-109-1907

The Vanity Of Reaction

7-10-1907

13-10-1907

The Price Of A Friend

7-10-1907

13-10-1907

A New Literary Departure

7-10-1907

13-10-1907

Mr. Keir Hardie And India

8-10-1907

8-10-1907

The Nagpur Affair And True Unity

23-10-1907

27-10-1907

The Nagpur Imbroglio

29-10-1907

3-11-1907

English Democracy Shown Up

31-10-1907

3-11-1907

How To Meet The Inevitable Repression

2-11-1907

 

Difficulties At Nagpur

4-11-1907

10-11-1907

Mr.  Tilak And The Presidentship

5-11-1907

10-11-1907

Nagpur And Loyalist Methods

16-11-1907

17-11-1907

The Life Of Nationalism

16-11-1907

17-11-1907

By The Way: In Praise Of Honest John

18-11-1907

24-11-1907

Bureaucratic Policy

19-11-1907

24-11-1907

The New Faith

30-11-1907

1-12-1907

About Unity

2-12-1907

8-12-1907

Personality Or Principle

3-12-1907

8-12-1907

Persian Democracy

3-12-1907

8-12-1907

More About Unity

4-12-1907

8-12-1907

By The Way

5-12-1907

8-12-1907

Caste And Representation

6-12-1907

8-12-1907

About Unmistakable Terms

12-12-1907

15-12-1907

The Surat Congress

13-12-1907

15-12-1907

Reasons Of  Secession

14-12-1907

15-12-1907

The Awakening Of Gujerat

17-12-1907

22-12-1907

"Capturing The Congress"

18-12-1907

22-12-1907

Lala Lajpat Rai's Refusal

18-12-1907

22-12-1907

The Delegates' Fund

18-12-1907

22-12-1907

The Present Situation (Speech)

19-1-1908

 

Bande Mataram (Speech)

29-1-1908

 

Revolutions And Leadership

6-2-1908

9-2-1908

 

The Slaying Of Congress (A Tragedy In Three Acts)

*11-15-2-1908

16-23-2-1908

Swaraj

18-2-1908

23-2-1908

The Future Of The Movement

19-2-1908

 

Work And Ideal

20-2-1908

23-2-1908

By The Way

20-2-1908

23-2-1908

The Latest Sedition Trial

21-2-1908

23-2-1908

The Soul And India's Mission

21-2-1908

1-3-1908

The Glory Of God In Man

22-2-1908

1-3-1908

A National University

24-2-1908

1-3-1908

A Misconception

24-2-1908

1-3-1908

Mustafa Kamil Pasha

3-3-1908

8-3-1908

A Great Opportunity

4-3-1908

8-3-1908

The Strike At Tuticorin

4-3-1908

8-3-1908

Swaraj And The Coming Anarchy

5-3-1908

8-3-1908

Back To The Land

6-3-1908

8-3-1908

The Village And The Nation

*8-3-1908

 

Welcome To The Prophet Of Nationalism

10-3-1908

 

The Voice Of  The Martyrs

11-3-1908

 

Constitution-Making

11-3-1908

 

What Committee?

11-3-1908

15-3-1908

A Great Message

12-3-1908

15-3-1908

The Tuticorin Victory

13-3-1908

15-3-1908

Perpetuate The Split!

14-3-1908

15-3-1908

Loyalty To Order

14-3-1908

15-3-1908

Asiatic Democracy

16-3-1908

22-3-1908

Charter Or No Charter

16-3-1908

 

The Warning From Madras

17-3-1908

22-3-1908

The Need Of The Moment

18-3-1908

22-3-1908

The Early Indian Polity

20-3-1908

22-3-1908

The Fund For  Sj. Pal

21-3-1908

22-3-1908

The Weapon Of Secession

23-3-1908

29-3-1908

Sleeping  Sirkar And Waking People

23-3-1908

29-3-1908

Anti- Swadeshi In Madras

23-3-1908

29-3-1908

Exclusion Or Unity?

24-3-1908

 

Biparita Buddhi

24-3-1908

 

Oligarchy Or Democracy?

25-3-1908

29-3-1908

Freedom Of  Speech

26-3-1908

29-3-1908

The Comedy Of Repression

26-3-1908

29-3-1908

Tomorrow's Meeting

27-3-1908

29-3-1908

Well Done, Chidambaram!

27-3-1908

29-3-1908

The Anti-Swadeshi Campaign

27-3-1908

29-3-1908

Spirituality And Nationalism

28-3-1908

29-3-1908

The Struggle In Madras

30-3-1908

 

A Misunderstanding

30-3-1908

 

The Next Step

31-3-1908

5-4-1908

A Strange Expectation

31-3-1908

5-4-1908

A Prayer

31-3-1908

 

India And The Mongolian

1-4-1908

 

Religion And The Bureaucracy

1-4-1908

 

The Milk Of  Putana

1-4-1908

 

Oligarchy Rampant

2-4-1908

 

The Question Of  The President

3-4-1908

5-4-1908

Convention And Conference

4-4-1908

5-4-1908

By The Way

4-4-1908

5-4-1908

The Constitution Of The Subjects Committee

6-4-1908

 

The New Ideal

7-4-1908

12-4-1908

The "Indu And The Dhulia Conference

8-4-1908

 

The Asiatic Role

9-4-1908

12-4-1908

Love Me Or Die

9-4-1908

 

The Work Before Us

10-4-1908

12-4-1908

Campbell-Bannerman Retires

10-4-1908

12-4-1908

United Congress (Speech)

10-4-1908

 

The Demand Of The Mother

11-4-1908

12-4-1908

Baruipur Speech

12-4-1908

 

Peace And Exclusion

13-4-1908

 

Indian Resurgence And Europe

14-4-1908

19-4-1908

Om Shantih

14-4-1908

19-4-1908

Conventionalist And Nationalists

18-4-1908

19-4-1908

The Future And The Nationalists

22-4-1908

26-4-1908

The Wheat And The Chaff

23-4-1908

26-4-1908

Party And The Country

24-4-1908

26-4-1908

The "Bengalee" Facing-Both-Ways

24-4-1908

26-4-1908

Providence And Perorations

24-4-1908

26-4-1908

The One Thing Needful

25-4-1908

26-4-1908

Palli Samiti (Speech)

26-4-1908

 

New Conditions

29-4-1908

3-5-1908

Whom To Believe?

29-4-1908

3-5-1908

By The Way: The Parable Of Sati

29-4-1908

3-5-1908

Leaders And A Conscience

30-4-1908

3-5-1908

An Ostrich In Colootola

30-4-1908

3-5-1908

I Cannot Join

30-4-1908

3-5-1908

By The Way

30-4-1908

 

Ideals Face To Face

*1-5-1908

3-5-1908

The New Nationalism

 

 

 

Bibliographical Note

Contents arranged subjectwise

 

 

Index of First Lines

 

A bare impersonal hush is now my mind

A conscious and eternal Power is here

A deep enigma is the soul of man

A dumb Inconscient drew life's stumbling maze

A face on the cold dire mountain peaks

A far sail on the unchangeable monotone . . .

A flame-wind ran from the gold of the east

A godhead moves us to unrealised things

A gold moon-raft floats and swings slowly

A golden evening, when the thoughtful sun

A life of intensities wide, immune

A naked and silver-pointed star

A noon of Deccan with its tyrant glare

A perfect face amid barbarian faces

A strong son of lightning came down . . .

A tree beside the sandy river-beach

A trifling unit in a boundless plan

After six hundred years did Fate intend

After unnumbered steps of a hill-stair

All are deceived, do what the One Power dictates

All here is Spirit self-moved eternally

All is abolished but the mute Alone

All is not finished in the unseen decree

All my cells thrill swept by a surge of splendour

All Nature is taught in radiant ways to move

All sounds, all voices have become Thy voice

An irised multitude of hills and seas

Arise now, tread out the fire

Arise, tread out the fire

Arisen to voiceless unattainable peaks

Aroused from Matter's sleep when Nature strove

 

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Artist of cosmos wrapped in thy occult shadow

As some bright archangel in vision flies

At last I find a meaning of soul's birth

At the way's end when the shore raised up . . .

Awake, awake, O sleeping men of Troy

 

Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss

Because thy flame is spent, shall mine grow less

Behold, by Maya's fantasy of will

Bride of the Fire, clasp me now close

Brilliant, crouching, slouching . . .

Bugles of Light, bugles of Light . . .

 

Child of the infant years, Euphrosyne

Cool may you find the youngling grass, my herd

Councillors, friends, Rai Bahadoors and others

Cry of the ocean's surges . . .

 

Dawn in her journey eternal . . .

Day and night begin, you tell me

Death wanders through our lives at will . . .

Do you remember, Love, that sunset pale

 

Each sight is now immortal with Thy bliss

 

Flame that invadest my empire of sorrow . . .

From the quickened womb of the primal gloom

 

"Glory and greatness and the joy of life

God to thy greatness

Goddess, supreme Mother of Dream . . .

Gold-white wings a throb in the vastness . . .

 

Hail to the fallen, the fearless . . .

Hark in the trees the low-voiced nightingale

He is in me, round me, facing everywhere

He said, "I am egoless, spiritual, free,"

 

Page – 744


Hearken, Ganges, hearken . . .

Here in the green of the forest . . .

How hast thou lost, O month of honey . . .

However long Night's hour, I will not dream

 

I am a single Self all Nature fills

I am filled with the crash of war . . .

I am greater than the greatness of the seas

I am held no more by life's alluring cry

I am swallowed in a foam-white sea of bliss

I am the bird of God in His blue

I cannot equal those most absolute eyes

I contain the wide world in my soul's embrace

I dreamed that in myself the world I saw

I dwell in the spirit's calm nothing can move

I face earth's happenings with an equal soul

I have a doubt, I have a doubt which kills

I have a hundred lives before me yet

I have become what before Time I was

I have discovered my deep deathless being

I have drunk deep of God's own liberty

I have gathered my dreams in a silver air

I have sailed the golden ocean

I have thrown from me the whirling dance of mind

I have wrapped the wide world in my wider self

I heard a foghorn shouting at a sheep

I heard the coockcouck jabbering on the lea

I housed within my heart the life of things

I look across the world and no horizon . . .

I looked for Thee alone, but met my glance

I made an assignation with the Night

I made danger my helper and chose pain . . .

I passed into a lucent still abode

I sat behind the dance of Danger's hooves

I saw my soul a traveller through Time

I saw the electric stream on which is run

I shall not die

 

Page – 745


I walked beside the waters of a world of light

I walked on the high-wayed Seat of Solomon

If I had wooed thee for thy colour rare

If now must pause the bullocks' jingling tune

If perfect moments on the peak of things

If thou wouldst traverse Time with vagrant feet

Immense retreats of silence and of gloom

Immortal, moveless, calm, alone, august

In a flaming as of spaces

In a mounting as of sea-tides . . .

In a town of gods, housed in a little shrine

In Bagdad by Euphrates, Asia's river

In gleam Konarak  —  Konarak of the Gods

In god-years yet unmeasured by a man's thought . . .

In Manipur upon her orient hills

In occult depths grow Nature's roots unshown

In some faint dawn

In the blue of the sky, in the green of the forest

In the ending of time, in the sinking of space

In the silence of the midnight . . .

In the silence of the night-time

In us is the thousandfold Spirit who is one

In woodlands of the bright and early world

Into the Silence, into the Silence

Is this the end of all that we have been

 

Life, death,  —  death, life; the words . . .

Light, endless Light! darkness has room no more

Like a white statue made of lilies

Lone on my summits of calm . . .

Lorsque rein n'existait, l'amour existait

Love, a moment drop thy hands

Love, but my words are vain as air

 

Many boons the new years make us

Me whom the purple mead that Bromius owns

Moulded of twilight and the vesper star

 

Page – 746


Mute stands she, lonely on the topmost stair

My breath runs in a subtle rhythmic stream

My life is then a wasted ereme

My life is wasted like a lamp ablaze

My mind, my soul grow larger than all Space

My soul arose at dawn and, listening, heard

My soul regards its veiled subconscient base

My way is over the Moro river

Mystic daughter of Delight

 

Nala, Nishadha's king, paced by a stream

Nala, Nishadha's king, paced by a stream

Not in annihilation lost, nor given

Not soon is God's delight in us completed

Now I have borne Thy presence and Thy light

Now lilies blow upon the windy height

Now more and more the Epiphany within

 

O Boers, you have dared much and much endured

O coïl, honied envoy of the spring

O desolations vast, O seas of space

O face that I have loved until no face

O grey wild sea

O heart, my heart, a heavy pain is thine

O immense Light and thou . . .

O joy of gaining all the soul's desire

O lady Venus, shine on me

O letter dull and cold, how can she read

O Life, thy breath is but a cry to the Light

O love, what more shall I, shall Radha speak

O pale and guiding light, now star unsphered

O pall of black Night painted with still gold stars

O plaintive, murmuring reed, begin thy strain

O soul who com'st fire-mantled from the earth

O thou golden image

O Thou of whom I am the instrument

O Will of God that stirrest and the Void

 

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O Word concealed in the upper fire

O worshipper of the formless Infinite

O ye Powers of the Supreme . . .

Ocean is there and evening; the slow moan

Of Ilion's ashes was thy sceptre made

Of Spring is her name for whose bud . . .

Often, in the slow ages' wide retreat

Oh, but fair was her face as she lolled . . .

On a dire whirlpool in the hurrying river

On the grey street and the lagging . . .

On the waters of a nameless Infinite

On the white summit of eternity

Once again thou hast climbed, O moon . . .

One day, and all the half-dead is done

One dreamed and saw a gland write Hamlet . . .

Out from the Silence, out from the Silence

Out of a seeming void and dark-winged sleep

Out of a still immensity we came

Outspread a Wave burst, a Force leaped . . .

 

Pale poems, weak and few, who vainly use

Patriots, behold your guerdon. This man found

Perfect thy motion ever within me

Poet, who first with skill inspired did teach

Pururavus from converse held with Gods

Pururavus from Titan conflict ceased

Pythian he came; repressed beneath his heel

 

Rishi who trance-held on the mountains old

Rose, I have loved thy beauty, as I love

Rose of God, vermilion stain . . .

Rushing from Troy like a cloud on the plains . . .

 

Seer deep-hearted, divine king of the secrecies

She in her garden, near the high grey wall

Silence is all, say the sages

Silence is round me, wideness ineffable

 

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Silver foam in the dim East

Since I have seen your face at the window, sweet

Since Thou hadst all eternity to amuse

Snow in June may break from Nature

So that was why I could not grasp your heart

Sole in the meadows of Thebes Teiresias sat . . .

Someone leaping from the rocks

Soul in the Ignorance, wake from its stupor

Soul, my soul, reascend over the edge of life

Soul, my soul, yet ascend crossing the marge of life

Sounds of the wakening world, the year's increase

Spirit Supreme

Stamp out, stamp out the sun from the high blue

Still there is something that I lack in thee

Strayed from the roads of Time . . .

Suddenly out from the wonderful East . . .

Sur les grands sommets blancs . . .

Surely I take no more an earthly food

Sweet is the night, sweet and cool

 

The clouds lain on forlorn spaces of sky . . .

The day ends lost in a stretch of even

The electron on which forms and worlds are built

The grey sea creeps half-visible, half-hushed

The mind of a man

The repetition of thy gracious years

The seven mountains and the seven seas

There are two beings in my single self

There is a brighter ether than this blue

There is a godhead of unrealised things

There is a kingdom of the spirit's ease

There is a silence greater than any known

There is a wisdom like a brooding Sun

There was an awful awful man

These wanderings of the suns, these stars at play

This body which was once my universe

This puppet ego the World-Mother made

 

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This strutting "I" of human self and pride

Thou art myself born from myself, O child

Thou bright choregus of the heavenly dance

Thou didst mistake, thy spirit's infant flight

Thou who controllest the wide-spuming Ocean . . .

Thou who pervadest all the worlds below

Thy golden Light came down into my brain

Thy tears fall fast, O mother, on its bloom

Thy youth is but a noon, of night take heed

To the hill-tops of silence . . .

To weep because a glorious sun has set

Torn are the walls and the borders carved . . .

Two measures are there of the cosmic dance

 

Under the high and gloomy eastern hills

 

Vain, they have said, is the anguish of man . . .

Vast-winged the wind ran, violent . . .

Vision delightful alone on the hills . . .

Voice of the summits, leap from thy peaks . . .

 

What is this talk of slayer and of slain

What mighty and ineffable desire

What opposites are here! A trivial life

What points ascending Nature to her goal

When in the heart of the valleys and hid . . .

When the heart tires and the throb stills recalling

Where is the man whom hope nor fear can move

"Where is the end of your armoured march . . .

Where Time a sleeping dervish is

Who art thou in the heart comrade of man . . .

Who art thou that camest

Who art thou that roamest

Who was it that came to me in a boat . . .

Why do thy lucid eyes survey

Wild river in thy cataract far-rumoured . . .

Winged with dangerous deity

 

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With wind and the weather beating round me

World's delight, spring's sweetness, music's charm

 

Ye weeping poplars by the shelvy slope

 

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