{"id":10358,"date":"2014-02-04T16:00:02","date_gmt":"2014-02-05T00:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/test.collectedworksofsriaurobindo.com\/?p=10358"},"modified":"2020-10-20T18:45:39","modified_gmt":"2020-10-21T01:45:39","slug":"savitri-book-04","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-04","title":{"rendered":"Savitri-Book-04"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-01\">Book 1<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-02\">Book II<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-03\">Book III<\/a>&nbsp; <a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-04\">Book IV<\/a>&nbsp; <a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-05\">Book V<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-06\">Book VI<\/a>&nbsp; &nbsp; <a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-07\">Book VII<\/a> &nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-08\">Book VIII<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-09\">Book IX<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-10\">Book X<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/multimedia\/audio-mother\/savitri-mother-sunil\/savitri-book-11\">Book XI<\/a>   <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Book Four. The Book of Birth and Quest<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table is-style-regular\"><table><tbody><tr><th>Music<\/th><th>Book Four. Canto One:The Birth and Childhood of<br>the Flame<\/th><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9X3BkWDcweWVpVW8&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9X3BkWDcweWVpVW8&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9X3BkWDcweWVpVW8\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Listen to Full Canto<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDZ1bkpnMWVhc2s&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDZ1bkpnMWVhc2s&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDZ1bkpnMWVhc2s\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>020 &nbsp; Across the burning languor of the soil<br>021 &nbsp; Paced Summer with his pomp of violent noons<br>022 &nbsp; And stamped his tyranny of torrid light<br>023 &nbsp; And the blue seal of a great burnished sky.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MnJFeXpJdmhoTkk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MnJFeXpJdmhoTkk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MnJFeXpJdmhoTkk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>025 &nbsp; Rain-tide burst in upon torn wings of heat,<br>026 &nbsp; Startled with lightnings air&#8217;s unquiet drowse,<br>027 &nbsp; Lashed with life-giving streams the torpid soil,<br>028 &nbsp; Overcast with flare and sound and storm-winged dark<br>029 &nbsp; The star-defended doors of heaven&#8217;s dim sleep,<br>030 &nbsp; Or from the gold eye of her paramour<br>031 &nbsp; Covered with packed cloud-veils the earth&#8217;s brown face.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VFN4RlJtcDdIN2s&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VFN4RlJtcDdIN2s&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VFN4RlJtcDdIN2s\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>068 &nbsp; Earth&#8217;s mood now changed; she lay in lulled repose,<br>069 &nbsp; The hours went by with slow contented tread:<br>070 &nbsp; A wide and tranquil air remembered peace,<br>071 &nbsp; Earth was the comrade of a happy sun.<br>. . .<br>082 &nbsp; Three thoughtful seasons passed with shining tread<br>083 &nbsp; And scanning one by one the pregnant hours<br>084 &nbsp; Watched for a flame that lurked in luminous depths,<br>085 &nbsp; The vigil of some mighty birth to come.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VlB6NXA0VkN1LVk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VlB6NXA0VkN1LVk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VlB6NXA0VkN1LVk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>086 &nbsp; Autumn led in the glory of her moons<br>087 &nbsp; And dreamed in the splendour of her lotus pools<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9a3Z4LVRuLUdFYTQ&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9a3Z4LVRuLUdFYTQ&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9a3Z4LVRuLUdFYTQ\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>088 &nbsp; And Winter and Dew-time laid their calm cool hands<br>089 &nbsp; On Nature&#8217;s bosom still in a half sleep<br>090 &nbsp; And deepened with hues of lax and mellow ease<br>091 &nbsp; The tranquil beauty of the waning year.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VVdFSHNKeVR5TDg&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VVdFSHNKeVR5TDg&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VVdFSHNKeVR5TDg\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>092 &nbsp; Then Spring, an ardent lover, leaped through leaves<br>093 &nbsp; And caught the earth-bride in his eager clasp;<br>094 &nbsp; His advent was a fire of irised hues,<br>095 &nbsp; His arms were a circle of the arrival of joy.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WjhDTm43Y2dLXzA&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WjhDTm43Y2dLXzA&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WjhDTm43Y2dLXzA\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>139 &nbsp; In this high signal moment of the gods<br>140 &nbsp; Answering earth&#8217;s yearning and her cry for bliss,<br>141 &nbsp; A greatness from our other countries came.<br>. . .<br>149 &nbsp; A spirit of its celestial source aware<br>. . .<br>151 &nbsp; Descended into earth&#8217;s imperfect mould<br>152 &nbsp; And wept not fallen to mortality,<br>153 &nbsp; But looked on all with large and tranquil eyes.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZlVMZlM0WDBzVE0&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZlVMZlM0WDBzVE0&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZlVMZlM0WDBzVE0\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>199 &nbsp; Outlined by the pressure of this new descent<br>200 &nbsp; A lovelier body formed than earth had known.<br>201 &nbsp; As yet a prophecy only and a hint,<br>202 &nbsp; The glowing arc of a charmed unseen whole,<br>203 &nbsp; It came into the sky of mortal life<br>204 &nbsp; Bright like the crescent horn of a gold moon<br>205 &nbsp; Returning in a faint illumined eve.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dFlHRHJLcU16azg&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dFlHRHJLcU16azg&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dFlHRHJLcU16azg\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>215 &nbsp; But soon the link of soul with form grew sure;<br>216 &nbsp; Flooded was the dim cave with slow conscient light,<br>217 &nbsp; The seed grew into a delicate marvellous bud,<br>218 &nbsp; The bud disclosed a great and heavenly bloom.<br>219 &nbsp; At once she seemed to found a mightier race.<br>. . .<br>229 &nbsp; Her nature dwelt in a strong separate air<br>230 &nbsp; Like a strange bird with large rich-coloured breast<br>231 &nbsp; That sojourns on a secret fruited bough,<br>232 &nbsp; Lost in the emerald glory of the woods<br>233 &nbsp; Or flies above divine unreachable tops.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3l6SjBTbzk5ZVE&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3l6SjBTbzk5ZVE&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3l6SjBTbzk5ZVE\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>335 &nbsp; An image made of heaven&#8217;s transparent light.<br>336 &nbsp; Its charm recalled things seen in vision&#8217;s hours,<br>337 &nbsp; A golden bridge spanning a faery flood,<br>338 &nbsp; A moon-touched palm-tree single by a lake<br>339 &nbsp; Companion of the wide and glimmering peace,<br>340 &nbsp; A murmur as of leaves in Paradise<br>341 &nbsp; Moving when feet of the Immortals pass,<br>342 &nbsp; A fiery halo over sleeping hills,<br>343 &nbsp; A strange and starry head alone in Night.<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table is-style-regular\"><table><tbody><tr><th>Music<\/th><th>Book Four. Canto Two:The Growth of the Flame<\/th><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TTZfeFZlQml6TVU&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TTZfeFZlQml6TVU&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TTZfeFZlQml6TVU\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Listen to Full Canto<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9eGw1WFhmQXhZWlk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9eGw1WFhmQXhZWlk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9eGw1WFhmQXhZWlk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>001 &nbsp; A land of mountains and wide sun-beat plains<br>002 &nbsp; And giant rivers pacing to vast seas,<br>003 &nbsp; A field of creation and spiritual hush,<br>004 &nbsp; Silence swallowing life&#8217;s acts into the deeps,<br>005 &nbsp; Of thought&#8217;s transcendent climb and heavenward leap,<br>006 &nbsp; A brooding world of reverie and trance,<br>007 &nbsp; Filled with the mightiest works of God and man,<br>008 &nbsp; Where Nature seemed a dream of the Divine<br>009 &nbsp; And beauty and grace and grandeur had their home,<br>010 &nbsp; Harboured the childhood of the incarnate Flame.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9azlpVHFkaDRDQUU&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9azlpVHFkaDRDQUU&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9azlpVHFkaDRDQUU\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>152 &nbsp; A friend and yet too great wholly to know,<br>153 &nbsp; She walked in their front towards a greater light,<br>154 &nbsp; Their leader and queen over their hearts and souls,<br>155 &nbsp; One close to their bosoms, yet divine and far.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZVl1RkFuaVpKUUE&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZVl1RkFuaVpKUUE&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZVl1RkFuaVpKUUE\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>205 &nbsp; They were moved by her towards great unknown things,<br>. . .<br>208 &nbsp; Some turned to her against their nature&#8217;s bent;<br>209 &nbsp; Divided between wonder and revolt,<br>. . .<br>212 &nbsp; Impatient subjects, their tied longing hearts<br>213 &nbsp; Hugging the bonds close of which they most complained,<br>214 &nbsp; Murmured at a yoke they would have wept to lose,<br>215 &nbsp; The splendid yoke of her beauty and her love:<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFFydVZWd3daeWs&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFFydVZWd3daeWs&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFFydVZWd3daeWs\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>265 &nbsp; The Force in her drew earth&#8217;s subhuman broods;<br>266 &nbsp; And to her spirit&#8217;s large and free delight<br>267 &nbsp; She joined the ardent-hued magnificent lives<br>268 &nbsp; Of animal and bird and flower and tree.<br>269 &nbsp; They answered to her with the simple heart.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9UkJQZTBsLXFFS0k&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9UkJQZTBsLXFFS0k&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9UkJQZTBsLXFFS0k\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>301 &nbsp; A key to a Light still kept in being&#8217;s cave,<br>302 &nbsp; The sun-word of an ancient mystery&#8217;s sense,<br>303 &nbsp; Her name ran murmuring on the lips of men<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TGtaODhkMXdxbmc&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TGtaODhkMXdxbmc&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9TGtaODhkMXdxbmc\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>312 &nbsp; No equal heart came close to join her heart,<br>. . .<br>335 &nbsp; Midst those encircling lives her spirit dwelt,<br>336 &nbsp; Apart in herself until her hour of fate.<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table is-style-regular\"><table><tbody><tr><th>Music<\/th><th>Book Four. Canto Three:The Call to the Quest<\/th><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9amtzWF8zcm9PUm8&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9amtzWF8zcm9PUm8&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9amtzWF8zcm9PUm8\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Listen to Full Canto<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VUh2dDBxQktRelU&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VUh2dDBxQktRelU&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VUh2dDBxQktRelU\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>001 &nbsp; A morn that seemed a new creation&#8217;s front,<br>002 &nbsp; Bringing a greater sunlight, happier skies,<br>003 &nbsp; Came burdened with a beauty moved and strange<br>004 &nbsp; Out of the changeless origin of things.<br>. . .<br>014 &nbsp; King Aswapati listened through the ray<br>015 &nbsp; To other sounds than meet the sense-formed ear.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3g2LWtWalQ5UXM&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3g2LWtWalQ5UXM&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9R3g2LWtWalQ5UXM\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>109 &nbsp; The Voice withdrew into its hidden skies.<br>110 &nbsp; But like a shining answer from the gods<br>111 &nbsp; Approached through sun-bright spaces Savitri.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnZmVkFzTF9RSFk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnZmVkFzTF9RSFk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnZmVkFzTF9RSFk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>165 &nbsp; An impromptu from the deeper sight within,<br>166 &nbsp; Thoughts rose in him that knew not their own scope.<br>167 &nbsp; Then to those large and brooding depths whence Love<br>168 &nbsp; Regarded him across the straits of mind,<br>169 &nbsp; He spoke in sentences from the unseen Heights.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFA4LW5qdkxObkk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFA4LW5qdkxObkk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9ZFA4LW5qdkxObkk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>239 &nbsp; Accustomed scenes were now an ended play:<br>240 &nbsp; Moving in muse amid familiar powers,<br>241 &nbsp; Touched by new magnitudes and fiery signs,<br>242 &nbsp; She turned to vastnesses not yet her own;<br>243 &nbsp; Allured her heart throbbed to unknown sweetnesses;<br>244 &nbsp; The secrets of an unseen world were close.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDhyOUNRX3VNdEk&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDhyOUNRX3VNdEk&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9VDhyOUNRX3VNdEk\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>255 &nbsp; When the pale dawn slipped through Night&#8217;s shadowy guard,<br>256 &nbsp; Vainly the new-born light desired her face;<br>257 &nbsp; The palace woke to its own emptiness;<br>258 &nbsp; The sovereign of its daily joys was far;<br>259 &nbsp; Her moonbeam feet tinged not the lucent floors:<br>260 &nbsp; The beauty and divinity were gone.<br>261 &nbsp; Delight had fled to search the spacious world.<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table is-style-regular\"><table><tbody><tr><th>Music<\/th><th>Book Four. Canto Four:The Quest<\/th><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RmxkU3hIclBabXM&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RmxkU3hIclBabXM&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RmxkU3hIclBabXM\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Listen to Full Canto<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MkgtenVmSnRTdUE&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MkgtenVmSnRTdUE&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9MkgtenVmSnRTdUE\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>001 &nbsp; The world-ways opened before Savitri.<br>. . .<br>025 &nbsp; A guidance turned the dumb revolving wheels<br>026 &nbsp; And in the eager body of their speed<br>027 &nbsp; The dim-masked hooded godheads rode who move<br>028 &nbsp; Assigned to man immutably from his birth,<br>029 &nbsp; Receivers of the inner and outer law,<br>030 &nbsp; At once the agents of his spirit&#8217;s will<br>031 &nbsp; And witnesses and executors of his fate.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnpFNlBIcEhjSjQ&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnpFNlBIcEhjSjQ&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9bnpFNlBIcEhjSjQ\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>079 &nbsp; Often from gilded dusk to argent dawn,<br>080 &nbsp; Where jewel-lamps flickered on frescoed walls<br>081 &nbsp; And the stone lattice stared at moonlit boughs,<br>082 &nbsp; Half-conscious of the tardy listening night<br>083 &nbsp; Dimly she glided between banks of sleep<br>084 &nbsp; At rest in the slumbering palaces of kings.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WDBlb212cmk0U00&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WDBlb212cmk0U00&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9WDBlb212cmk0U00\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>085 &nbsp; Hamlet and village saw the fate-wain pass,<br>086 &nbsp; Homes of a life bent to the soil it ploughs<br>087 &nbsp; For sustenance of its short and passing days<br>088 &nbsp; That, transient, keep their old repeated course,<br>089 &nbsp; Unchanging in the circle of a sky<br>090 &nbsp; Which alters not above our mortal toil.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9YldZYUt5TmpzRXc&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9YldZYUt5TmpzRXc&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9YldZYUt5TmpzRXc\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>091 &nbsp; Away from this thinking creature&#8217;s burdened hours<br>092 &nbsp; To free and griefless spaces now she turned<br>. . .<br>094 &nbsp; Here was the childhood of primaeval earth,<br>. . .<br>097 &nbsp; Imperial acres of the eternal sower<br>098 &nbsp; And wind-stirred grass-lands winking in the sun:<br>099 &nbsp; Or mid green musing of woods and rough-browed hills,<br>100 &nbsp; In the grove&#8217;s murmurous bee-air humming wild<br>101 &nbsp; Or past the long lapsing voice of silver floods<br>102 &nbsp; Like a swift hope journeying among its dreams<br>103 &nbsp; Hastened the chariot of the golden bride.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9THQtVTctQnlKTzQ&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9THQtVTctQnlKTzQ&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9THQtVTctQnlKTzQ\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>131 &nbsp; The bosom of our mother kept for us still<br>132 &nbsp; Her austere regions and her musing depths,<br>133 &nbsp; Her impersonal reaches lonely and inspired<br>134 &nbsp; And the mightinesses of her rapture haunts.<br>. . .<br>147 &nbsp; August, exulting in her Maker&#8217;s eye,<br>148 &nbsp; She felt her nearness to him in earth&#8217;s breast,<br>149 &nbsp; Conversed still with a Light behind the veil,<br>150 &nbsp; Still communed with Eternity beyond.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dHVqWU9Hd2xSNHM&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dHVqWU9Hd2xSNHM&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9dHVqWU9Hd2xSNHM\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>190 &nbsp; The seers attuned to the universal Will,<br>191 &nbsp; Content in Him who smiles behind earth&#8217;s forms,<br>192 &nbsp; Abode ungrieved by the insistent days.<br>193 &nbsp; About them like green trees girdling a hill<br>194 &nbsp; Young grave disciples fashioned by their touch,<br>195 &nbsp; Trained to the simple act and conscious word,<br>196 &nbsp; Greatened within and grew to meet their heights.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RFh0UUI0MGRwUGs&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RFh0UUI0MGRwUGs&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9RFh0UUI0MGRwUGs\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>259 &nbsp; As floats a sunbeam through a shady place,<br>260 &nbsp; The golden virgin in her carven car<br>261 &nbsp; Came gliding among meditation&#8217;s seats.<br>. . .<br>277 &nbsp; Awake in candid dawn or darkness mooned,<br>278 &nbsp; To the still touch inclined the daughter of Flame<br>279 &nbsp; Drank in hushed splendour between tranquil lids<br>280 &nbsp; And felt the kinship of eternal calm.<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/itunes.png\" width=\"32\" height=\"32\">&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"srid\"><audio preload=\"none\" controls=\"controls\"><source src=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9c05OcUhYZ2F5ZFU&amp;type=.mp3\" type=\"audio\/mp3\"><embed type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"\/audio-player.swf\" quality=\"best\" flashvars=\"audioUrl=https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9c05OcUhYZ2F5ZFU&amp;type=.mp3\" width=\"400\" height=\"27\"><\/audio><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/uc?export=download&amp;id=0B9ke4tZ6eWB9c05OcUhYZ2F5ZFU\">download<\/a><\/p>\n<\/td><td>315 &nbsp; 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