{"id":1423,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:43","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1423"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:43","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:43","slug":"21-perigune-prologuises-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\/21-perigune-prologuises-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-21_Perigune Prologuises.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n <\/font><\/span>Perigune Prologuises<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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Cool
\nmay you find the youngling grass, my herd,
\nCool with delicious dew, while I here dream
\nAnd listen to the sweet and garrulous bird
\nThat matches its cool note with Thea\u2019s stream.
\nBoon Zephyr now with waist ungirdled runs,
\nAnd you, O luminous nurslings, wider blow,
\nO nurslings of light rain and vernal suns,
\nWhen bounteous winds about the garden go.
\nApt to my soul art thou, blithe honeyed moon,
\nO lovely mother of the rose-red June.
\nZephyr that all things soothes, enhances all,
\nDwells with thee softly, the near cuckoo drawn
\nTo farther groves with sweet inviting call
\nAnd dewy buds upon the blossoming lawn.
\nBut ah, today some happy soft unrest
\nAspires and pants in my unquiet breast,
\nAs if some light were from the day withdrawn,
\nAs if the flitting Zephyr knew a lovelier word
\nThan it had spoken yet, and flower and bird
\nKept still some grace that yet is left to bloom,
\nHad still a note I never yet have heard,
\nThat, blossoming, would the wide air more illume, <\/p>\n

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That,
\nspoken, would advance the sweet Spring\u2019s bounds <\/p>\n

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With
\nlarge serener lights and joy of exquisite sounds.<\/p>\n

Nor have I any in whose ears to tell
\nThis gracious grief and so by words have peace, <\/p>\n

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Save
\nthe cold hyacinth in the breezy dell
\nAnd the sweet cuckoo in the sunlit trees
\nSince the sharp autumn days when with increase <\/p>\n

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Of
\nrosy-lighted cheeks attained the ground <\/p>\n

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Weary
\nof waiting and by wasps hung round
\nThe bough\u2019s fair hangings and Thea fell with these, <\/p>\n

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My
\nmother, with twelve matron summers crowned. <\/p>\n

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Four
\ntimes since then the visits of green spring <\/p>\n

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Have
\nblessed the hillsides with fresh blossoming <\/p>\n

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And
\nfour times has the winter chilled the brooks, <\/p>\n

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Since
\nsole I dwell with my rude father, cheered <\/p>\n

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\nBy no low-worded speech or sunny looks.
\nYet are we rich enough, fruitful our herd
\nAnd yields us brimming pails and store we still <\/p>\n

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Numberless
\nbaskets with white cheese and fill
\nOur cave with fruits for winter, and since wide-feared <\/p>\n

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My
\nfather Sinnis, none have care our wealth to spoil. <\/p>\n

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Therefore
\nI pass sweet days with easy toil,
\nNor other care have much but milk the kine
\nAnd call them out to graze in soft sunshine
\nAnd stall them when the evening-star grows large. <\/p>\n

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All
\nelse is pleasure, budded wreaths to twine <\/p>\n

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And
\nplease my soul beside my horn\u00e8<\/font>d charge <\/p>\n

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And
\nbathe in the delicious brook that speeds, <\/p>\n

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Iris
\nand water-lily capped and green with reeds.<\/p>\n

Nor need we flocks for clothing nor the shears;
\nFor when the echoes in the mountain rocks
\nMimic the groaning wain that moving peers
\nBetween thick trees or under granite blocks,
\nOur needs my father takes, nor any yet
\nScaped him who breaks the wrestler as these twines
\nOf bloom I break, so he with little sweat,
\nAnd tears the women with dividing pines.
\nTherefore thin gleaming robes and ruddy wines
\nWe garner, flickering swords in jewelled case
\nAnd burning jewels and the beautiful gold
\nWhereof bright plenty now our caverns hold
\nAnd ornaments of utter exquisiteness.
\nBut if these brilliants of their pleasure fail,
\nThe lily blooms from vale to scented vale
\nAnd crocus lifts in Spring its golden fire.
\nOur midnight hears the warbling nightingale,
\nThe cuckoo calls as he would never tire;
\nAlong our hills we pluck the purple grapes,
\nAnd in the night a million stars arise
\nTo watch us with their ancient friendly eyes.
\nSuch flowering ease I have and earth\u2019s sweet shapes;
\nAnd riches, and the green and hiv<\/span>\u00e8d
\nsprings.
\nAh then what longing wakes for new and lovelier things! <\/p>\n

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