{"id":1446,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1446"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","slug":"05-to-a-hero-worshipper-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\/05-to-a-hero-worshipper-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-05_To a Hero Worshipper.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\n
\nTo
\n a Hero-Worshipper<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t                    
\n\t\t\tI<\/b><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMy
\nlife is then a wasted ereme,<\/span><\/p>\n

       My
\nsong but idle wind
\n       Because you merely find     <\/span><\/p>\n

In
\nall this woven wealth of rhyme <\/span><\/p>\n

Harsh
\nfigures with harsh music wound, <\/span><\/p>\n

       The
\nuncouth voice of gorgeous birds,
\nA ruby carcanet of sound, <\/p>\n

       A cloud
\nof lovely words?<\/p>\n

I am, you say, no magic-rod, <\/p>\n

       No cry
\noracular,
\n       No <\/i>swart and ominous star,
\nNo Sinai-thunder voicing God, <\/p>\n

I have no burden to my song,
\n       No smouldering word instinct with fire,
\nNo spell to chase triumphant wrong, <\/p>\n

       No
\nspirit-sweet desire.<\/p>\n

Mine is not Byron\u2019s lightning spear, <\/p>\n

       Nor
\nWordsworth\u2019s lucid strain
\n       Nor Shelley\u2019s lyric pain, <\/p>\n

Nor Keats\u2019, the poet without peer.
\nI by the Indian waters vast
\nDid glimpse the magic of the past,
\nAnd on the oaten-pipe I play <\/p>\n

Warped echoes of an earlier day.<\/p>\n

                         
\nII<\/b><\/p>\n

My friend, when first my spirit woke, <\/p>\n

     
\nI trod the scented maze                                             <\/span>
\n      Of Fancy\u2019s myriad ways,
\nI studied Nature like a book\n<\/p>\n

Page-8<\/span><\/p>\n

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

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

\n        <\/span>Men
\nrack for meanings; yet I find
\n <\/span>No rubric in the scarlet rose,<\/p>\n

 <\/span>No
\nmoral in the murmuring wind,
\n        
\n<\/span>No message in the snows.
\n<\/b>
\nFor me the daisy shines a star,
\n        <\/span>The
\ncrocus flames a spire,
\n        <\/span>A
\nhorn of golden fire,
\nNarcissus glows a silver bar:<\/p>\n

Cowslips, the golden breath of God,<\/p>\n

       
\n<\/span>I deem the poet’s heritage,
\nAnd lilies silvering the sod<\/p>\n

       
\n<\/span>Breathe fragrance from his page.<\/p>\n

No herald of the Sun am I,
\n        <\/span>But
\nin a moon-lit veil
\n        <\/span>A
\nrusset nightingale
\nWho pours sweet song, he knows not why,<\/p>\n

       
\n<\/span>Who pours like a wine a gurgling note
\n        <\/span>Paining
\nwith sound his swarthy throat,<\/p>\n

Who pours sweet song, he recks not why,<\/p>\n

Nor hushes ever lest he die.
\n                    <\/span><\/p>\n


\n\t\t
\n\t\tEstelle<\/a><\/font><\/p>\n

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

       
\n<\/span>Why do thy lucid eyes survey,
\nEstelle, their sisters in the milky way?
\n        <\/span>The
\nblue heavens cannot see
\n        <\/span>Thy
\nbeauty nor the planets praise.
\nBlindly they walk their old accustomed ways.
\n        <\/span>Turn
\nhither for felicity.
\n        <\/span>My
\nbody\u2019s earth thy vernal power declares,
\n        <\/span>My
\nspirit is a heaven of thousand stars,
\nAnd all these lights are thine and open doors on thee.<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Page
\n\u2013 9 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

 <\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  To a Hero-Worshipper                      I My life is then a wasted ereme,        My song but idle wind        Because you merely find      In…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[32],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1446","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-05-collected-poems-volume-05","wpcat-32-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1446","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1446"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1446\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1446"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1446"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1446"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}