{"id":1422,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:42","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1422"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:42","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:42","slug":"57-to-the-cuckoo-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/05-collected-poems-volume-05\/57-to-the-cuckoo-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-57_To the Cuckoo.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
\n
\n

\n<\/p>\n

<\/span>
\nII<\/span><\/font><\/p>\n

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\n
\nSONNETS<\/font><\/span><\/b>
\n<\/font>
\n<\/span>
\n
\nEarly
\nPeriod<\/font><\/span><\/b> <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n
\n

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\n

\n
\n    To
\nthe Cuckoo<\/p>\n

<\/font>
\n<\/span><\/b>\n<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

Sounds
\nof the wakening world, the year\u2019s increase,<\/p>\n

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Passage
\nof wind and all his dewy powers<\/p>\n

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With
\nbreath and laughter of new-bathed flowers<\/p>\n

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And
\n<\/span>that<\/span>
\ndeep <\/span>light
\nof heaven above the trees<\/p>\n

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Awake<\/span>
\nmid leaves that muse in golden peace<\/p>\n

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Sweet
\nnoise<\/span> <\/span>of
\nbirds, but most in heavenly showers<\/p>\n

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The
\n<\/span>cuckoo\u2019s voice
\npervades the lucid hours,<\/p>\n

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Is
\np<\/span>riest<\/span>
\nand <\/span>summoner
\nof these melodies.<\/p>\n

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The
\nspent and <\/span>weary
\nstreams refresh their youth<\/p>\n

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At
\n<\/span>that creative rain
\nand barren groves<\/p>\n

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Regain
\n<\/span>their
\nface of flowers; in thee the ruth<\/p>\n

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Of
\nN<\/span>ature <\/span>wakening
\nher dead children moves.<\/p>\n

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But
\nchiefly <\/span>to
\nrenew thou hast the art<\/p>\n

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Fresh
\nchildhood in the obscured human heart.
\n <\/p>\n

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\n
\n  
\nTransiit,
\nnon Periit<\/p>\n

<\/a>
\n<\/span><\/font><\/h2>\n

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   (My
\ngrandfather, Rajnarayan Bose, died September 1899)<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

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Not
\nin <\/i>annihilation lost, nor given<\/p>\n

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To
\ndarkness <\/span>art
\nthou fled from us and light,<\/p>\n

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O
\nstrong and<\/span> <\/span>sentient
\nspirit; no mere heaven<\/p>\n

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Of
\nancient <\/span>joys,
\nno silence eremite<\/p>\n

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Received<\/span>
\nthee; but the omnipresent Thought<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Of
\nwhich thou wast a part and earthly hour,<\/p>\n

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Took
\nback<\/span> <\/span>its
\ngift. Into that splendour caught<\/p>\n

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Thou<\/span>
\n<\/span>hast
\nnot lost thy special brightness. Power<\/p>\n

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Remains
\nwith thee and the old genial force<\/p>\n

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Unseen
\nfor <\/span>blinding
\nlight, not darkly lurks:<\/p>\n

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As
\n<\/span>when a <\/span>sacred
\nriver in its course<\/p>\n

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Dives
\ninto ocean, there its strength abides<\/p>\n

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Not
\nless because with vastness wed and works<\/p>\n

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Unnoticed
\n<\/span>in
\n<\/i>the grandeur of the tides.
\n <\/p>\n

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\n Page-123<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\n
\n
\n   
\nWhat
\nis this talk<\/p>\n

<\/a>
\n<\/font>
\n<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

What
\nis this talk of slayer and of slain?<\/p>\n

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Swords
\nare not sharp to slay nor floods assuage<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

This
\nflaming soul. Mortality and pain<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Are
\nmere conventions of a mightier stage.<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

As
\nwhen a hero by his doom pursued<\/p>\n

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Falls
\nlike a pillar of the world uptorn,<\/p>\n

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Shaking
\nthe hearts of men, and awe-imbued<\/p>\n

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Silent
\nthe audience sits of joy forlorn,<\/p>\n

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Meanwhile
\nbehind the stage the actor sighs<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Deep-lunged
\nrelief, puts by what he has been<\/p>\n

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And
\ntalks with friends that waited, or from the flies<\/p>\n

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Watches
\nthe quiet of the closing scene,<\/p>\n

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Even
\nso the unwounded spirits of slayer and slain<\/p>\n

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Beyond
\nour vision passing live again.<\/p>\n

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\n                             <\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n <\/span>   To
\nweep because a glorious sun<\/p>\n

<\/a>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/b>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

To
\nweep because a glorious sun has set<\/p>\n

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Which
\nthe next morn shall gild the east again;<\/p>\n

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To
\nmourn that mighty strengths must yield to fate<\/p>\n

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Which
\nby that force a double strength attain;<\/p>\n

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To
\nshrink from pain without whose friendly strife<\/p>\n

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Joy
\ncould not be, to make a terror of death<\/p>\n

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Who
\nsmiling beckons us to farther life,<\/p>\n

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And
\nis a bridge for the persistent breath;<\/p>\n

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Despair
\nand anguish and the tragic grief<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Of
\ndry set eyes, or such disastrous tears<\/p>\n

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As
\nrend the heart, though meant for its relief,<\/p>\n

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And
\nall man\u2019s ghastly company of fears<\/p>\n

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Are
\nborn of folly that believes the span<\/p>\n

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Of
\nlife the limit of immortal man.<\/p>\n

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\n  Page-124<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n     <\/font><\/span><\/b>I
\nhave a<\/span><\/b>
\nhundred
\nlives<\/p>\n

<\/b>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

I
\nhave a hundred lives before me yet<\/p>\n

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To
\ngrasp thee in, O Spirit ethereal,<\/p>\n

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Be
\nsure I will with heart insatiate<\/p>\n

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Pursue
\nthee like a hunter through them all.<\/p>\n

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Thou
\nyet shalt turn back on the eternal way<\/p>\n

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And
\nwith awakened vision watch me come<\/p>\n

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Smiling
\na little at errors past and lay<\/p>\n

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Thy
\neager hand in mine, its proper home.<\/p>\n

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Meanwhile
\nmade happy by thy happiness<\/p>\n

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I
\nshall approach thee in things and people dear,<\/p>\n

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And
\nin thy spirit’s motions half-possess,<\/p>\n

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Loving
\nwhat thou hast loved, shall feel thee near,<\/p>\n

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Until
\nI lay my hands on thee indeed<\/p>\n

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Somewhere
\namong the stars, as \u2019twas decreed.<\/p>\n

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\n Page-125<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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