{"id":1465,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:59","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1465"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:59","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:59","slug":"13-bankim-chandra-chatterjee-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\/13-bankim-chandra-chatterjee-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-13_Bankim Chandra Chatterjee.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\">\n<div align=\"center\">\n<p style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0\"><b><br \/>\n\t\t<font size=\"4\">Bankim Chandra Chatterji<\/font><\/b><font size=\"4\"> <\/font> <\/p>\n<p style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"4\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\" width=\"100%\">\n<tr>\n<td width=\"24%\">&nbsp;<\/td>\n<td width=\"60%\">\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHow hast thou lost, O month of honey and flowers,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThe voice that was thy soul! Creative showers,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThe cuckoo&#8217;s daylong cry and moan of bees,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nZephyrs and streams and softly-blossoming trees<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAnd<br \/>\nmurmuring laughter and heart-easing tears<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAnd tender thoughts and great and the compeers<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nOf lily and jasmine and melodious birds,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAll these thy children into lovely words<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHe changed at will and made soul-moving books<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nFrom hearts of men and women&#8217;s honied looks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nO master of delicious words! the bloom<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nOf chompuk and the breath of king-perfume<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHave made each musical sentence with the noise<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nOf women&#8217;s ornaments and sweet household joys<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAnd laughter tender as the voice of leaves<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nPlaying with vernal winds. The eye receives<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThat reads these lines an image of delight,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nA world with shapes of spring and summer, noon and night;<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAll<br \/>\nnature in a page, no pleasing show<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nBut men more real than the friends we know.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nO plains, O hills, O rivers of sweet Bengal,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nO land of love and flowers, the spring-bird&#8217;s call<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nAnd southern wind are sweet among your trees:<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nYour poet&#8217;s words are sweeter far than these.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nYour<br \/>\nheart was this man&#8217;s heart. Subtly he knew<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThe<br \/>\nbeauty and divinity in you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHis nature kingly was and as a god<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nIn large serenity and light he trod<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHis daily way, yet beauty, like soft flowers<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nWreathing<br \/>\na hero&#8217;s sword, ruled all his hours.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThus<br \/>\nmoving in these iron times and drear,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nBarren<br \/>\nof bliss and robbed of golden cheer,<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nHe sowed the desert with ruddy-hearted rose,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><br \/>\nThe<br \/>\nsweetest voice that ever spoke in prose.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height:150%;margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0\"><span>Page-25<\/span><span><\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n<\/td>\n<td width=\"16%\">&nbsp;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"line-height:150%;margin-left:50px;margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0\">\n<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bankim Chandra Chatterji &nbsp; &nbsp; How hast thou lost, O month of honey and flowers, The voice that was thy soul! 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