{"id":1503,"date":"2013-07-13T01:35:17","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:35:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1503"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:35:17","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:35:17","slug":"94-hail-to-the-fallen-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\/94-hail-to-the-fallen-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-94_Hail to the Fallen.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n
\nHail
\nto the Fallen<\/span><\/font><\/p>\n\n\n
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\nH<\/font><\/b>ail to the fallen, the fearless! hail to the conquered, the noble!
\nI out of ancient India great and unhappy and deathless,
\nI in a loftiest(tentative
\nreading)
\nnation though subject born, salute thee,
\nThou too great and unfortunate! All is not given by Nature
\nOnly to Force and the strong and the violent. Courage and wisdom,
\nSteadfast will and the calm magnificent dream of thy spirit
\nCrown thee for ever, 0 Emperor! Fiercely by Destiny broken,
\nHurled (cast)
\nfrom thy throne and defeated, forsaken, a wandering exile,
\nFar from the hills of thy land and thy fallen and vanquished nation,
\nYet has thy glory overtopped and the deathless pride of thy laurel
\nConquered the conqueror’s, Haile Selassie, Lion of Judah.
\nFrance for her southern borders fearing spared the aggressor.
\nEngland the sea queen, England the fortunate, England the victor
\nFled like a dog from the whip of the menace yelping for succour,
\nLoudly to Frank and to Greek and to Turk and to Yugoslav calling
\n"Help me! I dare not alone: he will shatter my fleet and my empire."
\nYou did not cower, African people, you did not tremble.
\nArmed but with rifle and spear you fronted the legions of Caesar.
\nStatesman wise and beneficent emperor, patriott hero,
\nKing of the Sahafvas(tentative
\nreading),
\nHaile Selassie, Lion of Judah.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nPage-596<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\n
\nIn
\na mounting as of sea-tides<\/a><\/font><\/span><\/b>
\n<\/span><\/font>
\n
\n<\/span>
\n
\nIn a mounting as of sea-tides, in a rippling as of invisible waters,
\nOn a cry in me my soul is uplifted, in a passion of my nature
\nMy heart climbs up towards thee, O unimaginable Wonder and Resplendence,
\nIn its(a)
\nstriving for the caress of thy Light and for the embrace of thy Presence.<\/p>\n

If once given were but a touch of thy feet on the thrilled bosom of my
\nlonging,
\nBut a glance of thy eyes mingling with mine in the recesses and the silence,
\nSuch a rapture would envelop me, such a fire of transfiguring effulgence,
\nI could never again be as a man upon this earth, but one immortal.<\/p>\n

For my mind would be dissolved in a sun-glory of God-vision and of knowledge,
\nAnd my heart would be made suddenly more pure and determined and self-tranquil,
\nAnd my nerves and my body would transmute into an ethereal divineness,
\nA fit vesture for the godhead thou buildest in me, for the immortal thy adorer.<\/p>\n

0 thou Life of my life and the unseen heart of its ecstasy and its beating,
\n0 Face that was disclosed in the beginning of the worlds and the immenseness,
\nLet thy Flame-wisdom leap down upon the coilings of our python inconscience,
\nLet the Love-wine be poured out in Thy chalice, let me be drunk with it for ever.<\/p>\n

I shall meet thee in the ocean of thy stillness, in the ether of thy splendour,
\nThy Force shall be in my veins like the ichor in the Unaging who are deathless;
\nMy soul shall be as one breath with thy soul and thy infinity around thee,
\nAnd shall quiver into the vision of thy beauty and the marvel of thy sweetness.<\/span><\/p>\n


\nPage-597<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\n
\nThe
\nDeath of a God<\/a><\/font><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

Arise now, tread out the fire!
\nScatter the ashes of a God through the stars.
\n      Forget to hope and aspire.
\nLet us paint our prison, let us strengthen its bars.<\/p>\n

Lo, now he is dead and the greatness that cumbered the world and Time’s ways
\n     
\nHas vanished like a golden shadow thrust out from the anguish of the ages;
\nThe glory and burden, the sunlight and the passion have left our days;
\n     
\nOnce more we can wear the grey livery of Death and gather in his wages.<\/p>\n

All that drew back from his splendour, fleeing as ashamed from the light and the beauty and invincible sweetness
\nNow returns vaunting this darkness and littleness, this fret of life’s fever,
\nits cruel and sad incompleteness.
\nAll that is false and wry and little are freed to, follow their nature once more<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n     Close time’s brilliant pages!
\nGive back to life the old tables; its dull ease, its bowed greyness restore. <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage-598<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\nSoul,
\nmy soul<\/a><\/font><\/span><\/b>
\n<\/span><\/font>
\n
\n
\nSoul, my soul, reascend over the edge of life, –
\nFar, far from the din burn into tranquil skies,
\nCross bright ranges of mind measureless, visioned, white;
\nThoughts sail down as if ships carrying bales of light,
\nTruth’s form-robes by the Seers woven from spirit-threads,
\nFrom wide havens where luminous argosies,
\nGold-robed Wisdom’s divine traffic and merchandise;
\nBut there pause not but go far beyond
\nWhere thy natural home motionless vast and mute
\nWaits thy tread; on a throne facing infinity
\nThought-nude, void of the world, one with the silence be.
\nSole, self-poised and unmoved thou shalt behold below
\nHierarchies and domains, godheads and potencies,
\nTitans, demons and men each in his cosmic role;
\nMidst all these in the lone centre of forces spun,
\nFate there under thy feet turning the wheels of Time,
\nThe World Law thou shalt know1<\/sup>
\nmapped in its codes sublime,
\nYet thyself shalt remain viewless, eternal, free.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n1 <\/sup>
\n
\nview<\/span><\/p>\n


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