{"id":1461,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:57","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1461"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:57","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:57","slug":"10-the-lovers-complaint-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\/10-the-lovers-complaint-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-10_The Lover’s Complaint.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n The Lover’s Complaint<\/font><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\t\tO <\/b>plaintive, murmuring reed, begin thy strain;
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          Unloose that heavenly tongue,
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           Interpreter divine of pain;
\nUtter thy voice, the sister of my song.
\nThee in the silver waters growing,
\nArcadian pan, <\/i>strange whispers blowing
\nInto thy delicate stops, did teach
\nA language lovelier than speech.<\/p>\n

O plaintive, murmuring reed, begin thy strain;
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\nO plaintive, murmuring reed.
\n          Nisa
\nto Mopsus is decreed,
\nThe moonwhite Nisa to a swarthy swain.
\nWhat love-gift now shall Hope not bring?
\nElection dwells no more with beauty’s king.
\nThe wild weed now has wed the rose,
\nNow ivy on the bramble grows;<\/span><\/p>\n

Too happy lover, fill the lamp of bliss!<\/span><\/p>\n

Too happy lover, drunk with Nisa’s kiss!
\nFor thee pale Cynthia leaves her golden car,
\nFor thee from Tempe stoops the white and evening star.<\/p>\n

O plaintive, murmuring reed, renew thy strain;
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            O solace anguish yet again.<\/span><\/p>\n

             I
\nthought Love soft as velvet sleep,
\nSweeter than dews nocturnal breezes weep, <\/p>\n

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Cool
\nas water in a murmuring pass
\nAnd shy as violets in the vernal grass,
\nBut hard as Nisa’s heart is he
\nAnd salt as the unharvestable sea.<\/p>\n

O plaintive, murmuring reed, renew thy strain. <\/p>\n

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            One morn she came; her mouth <\/p>\n

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            Breathing the odours of the south,
\nWith happy eyes and heaving bosom fain.
\nShe asked for fruit long-stored in autumn’s hold. <\/p>\n

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These
\ngave I; from the branch dislodged I threw <\/p>\n

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Sweet-hearted
\napples in their age of gold<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nAnd pears divine for <\/i>taste and hue. <\/p>\n

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And
\none I saw, should all the rest excel; <\/p>\n

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But
\nerror led my plucking hand astray <\/p>\n

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And
\nwith a sudden sweet dismay
\nMy heart into her apron fell.<\/p>\n

O plaintive, murmuring reed, renew thy strain. <\/p>\n

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            <\/span>My bleeding heart awhile
\n            <\/span>She
\nkept and bloomed upon its pain,
\nThen slighted as a broken thing and vile. <\/p>\n

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Now
\nMopsus in his unblest arms,
\nMopsus enfolds her heavenlier charms,
\nMopsus to <\/i>whom the Muse averse
\nRefused her gracious secrets to <\/i>rehearse.<\/p>\n

O plaintive, murmuring reed, breathe yet thy strain. <\/p>\n

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\n            Ye glades, your bliss I grudge you not,<\/i>
\n             Nor
\n<\/i>would I that my grief profane
\nYour sacred summer with intruding thought.
\nYet since I will no more <\/i>behold
\nYour <\/i>glorious beauty stained with gold
\nFrom shadows of her hair, nor by well <\/p>\n

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Made
\nnaked of their sylvan dress
\nThe breasts, the limbs I never shall possess, <\/p>\n

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Therefore,
\nO mother Arethuse, farewell.<\/p>\n

For <\/i>me no <\/i>place abides
\nBy the green verge of thy belov\u00e8<\/font>d tides.
\nTo <\/i>Lethe let my footsteps go
\nAnd wailing waters in the realms below,
\nWhere happier song <\/i>is none than moaning pain
\nNor any lovelier Syrinx than the weed. <\/p>\n

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Child
\nof the lisping waters, hush thy stain, <\/p>\n

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O
\nmurmuring, plaintive reed.                        
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