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CANTO THREE<\/font> <\/font>
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\nSATYAVAN AND SAVITRI<\/font>
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O<\/font><\/b><\/span>UT
\n<\/b>of the voiceless mystery of the past<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn a present ignorant of forgotten bonds<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThese spirits met upon the roads of Time.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYet in the heart their secret conscious selves<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAt once aware grew of each other warned<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBy the first call of a delightful voice<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd a first vision of the destined face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs when being cries to being from its depths<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBehind the screen of the external sense<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd strives to find the heart-disclosing word,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe passionate speech revealing the soul’s need,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut the mind’s ignorance veils the inner sight,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOnly a little breaks through our earth-made bounds,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSo now they met in that momentous hour,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSo utter the recognition in the deeps,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe remembrance lost, the oneness felt and missed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThus Satyavan spoke first to Savitri:<\/span><\/font>
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"O thou who com’st to me out of Time’s silences,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYet thy voice has wakened my heart to an unknown bliss,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nImmortal or mortal only in thy frame,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor more than earth speaks to me from thy soul<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd more than earth surrounds me in thy gaze,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHow art thou named among the sons of men?<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nWhence hast thou dawned filling my spirit’s days,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nBrighter than summer, brighter than my flowers,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Into the lonely borders of my life,<\/font><\/p>\n

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O<\/font> Sunlight moulded like a golden maid?<\/font><\/p>\n

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I know that mighty gods are friends of earth.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Amid the pageantries of day and dusk,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Long have I travelled with my pilgrim soul<\/font><\/p>\n

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Moved by the marvel of familiar things.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nEarth could not hide from me the powers she veils:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Even though moving mid an earthly scene<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd the common surfaces of terrestrial things,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy vision saw unblinded by her forms;<\/span><\/font>
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The Godhead looked at me from familiar scenes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI witnessed the virgin bridals of the dawn<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBehind the glowing curtains of the sky<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr vying in joy with the bright morning’s steps<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI paced along the slumberous coasts of morn,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr the gold desert of the sunlight crossed<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTraversing great wastes of splendour and of fire,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr met the moon gliding amazed through heaven<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn the uncertain wideness of the night,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr the stars marched on their long sentinel routes<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPointing their spears through the infinitudes,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe day and dusk revealed to me hidden shapes;<\/span><\/font>
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Figures have come to me from secret shores<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd happy faces looked from ray and flame.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI have heard strange voices cross the ether’s waves,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe centaur’s wizard song has thrilled my ear;<\/span><\/font>
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I glimpsed the Apsaras bathing in the pools<\/font><\/p>\n

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And saw the wood-nymphs peering through the leaves;<\/font><\/p>\n

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The winds have shown to me their trampling lords,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI have beheld the princes of the Sun<\/span><\/font>
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Burning in thousand-pillared homes of light.<\/font><\/p>\n

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So now my mind could dream and my heart fear<\/font><\/p>\n

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That from some wonder-couch beyond our air<\/font><\/p>\n

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Risen in a wide morning of the gods<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thou drov’st thy horses from the Thunderer’s worlds.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Although to heaven thy beauty seems allied,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Much rather would my thoughts rejoice to know<\/font><\/p>\n

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That mortal sweetness smiles between thy lips<\/font><\/p>\n

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And thy heart can beat beneath a human gaze<\/font><\/p>\n

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And thy aureate bosom quiver with a look<\/font><\/p>\n

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And its tumult answer to an earth-born voice.<\/font><\/p>\n

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If our time-vexed affections thou canst feel,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Earth’s ease of simple things can satisfy,<\/font><\/p>\n

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If thy glance can dwell content on earthly soil,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And this celestial summary of delight,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thy golden body, dally with fatigue<\/font><\/p>\n

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Oppressing with its grace our terrain, while<\/font><\/p>\n

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The frail sweet passing taste of earthly food<\/font><\/p>\n

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Delays thee and the torrent’s leaping wine,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Descend. Let thy journey cease, come down to us.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Close is my father’s creepered hermitage<\/font><\/p>\n

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Screened by the tall ranks of these silent kings,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Sung to by voices of the hue-robed choirs<\/font><\/p>\n

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Whose chants repeat transcribed in music’s notes<\/font><\/p>\n

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The passionate coloured lettering of the boughs<\/font><\/p>\n

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And fill the hours with their melodious cry.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Amid the welcome-hum of many bees<\/font><\/p>\n

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Invade our honied kingdom of the woods;<\/font><\/p>\n

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There let me lead thee into an opulent life.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBare, simple is the sylvan hermit-life;<\/span><\/font>
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Yet is it clad with the jewelry of earth.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWild winds run\u2014visitors midst the swaying tops,<\/span><\/font>
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Through the calm days heaven’s sentinels of peace<\/font><\/p>\n

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Couched on a purple robe of sky above<\/font><\/p>\n

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Look down on a rich secrecy and hush<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAnd the chambered nuptial waters chant within.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nEnormous, whispering, many-formed around<\/font><\/p>\n

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High forest gods have taken in their arms<\/font><\/p>\n

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The human hour, a guest of their centuried pomps.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nApparelled are the moms in gold and green,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Sunlight and shadow tapestry the walls<\/font><\/p>\n

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To make a resting chamber fit for thee."<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAwhile she paused as if hearing still his voice,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nUnwilling to break the charm, then slowly spoke.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Musing she answered: "I am Savitri,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nPrincess of Madra. Who art thou? What name<\/font><\/p>\n

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Musical on earth expresses thee to men?<\/font><\/p>\n

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What trunk of kings watered by fortunate streams<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nHas flowered at last upon one happy branch?<\/font><\/p>\n

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Why is thy dwelling in the pathless wood<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nFar from the deeds thy glorious youth demands,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Haunt of the anchorites and earth’s wilder broods,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWhere only with thy witness self thou roam’st<\/font><\/p>\n

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In Nature’s green unhuman loneliness<\/font><\/p>\n

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Surrounded by enormous silences<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the blind murmur of primeval calms?"<\/font><\/p>\n

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And Satyavan replied to Savitri:<\/font><\/p>\n

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"In days when yet his sight looked clear on life,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nKing Dyumathsena once, the Shalwa, reigned<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThrough all the tract which from behind these tops<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPassing its days of emerald delight<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn trusting converse with the traveller winds<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTurns, looking back towards the southern heavens,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd leans its flank upon the musing hills.<\/span><\/font>
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But equal fate removed her covering hand,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA living night enclosed the strong man’s paths,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHeaven’s brilliant gods recalled their careless gifts,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTook from blank eyes their glad and helping ray<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd led the uncertain goddess from his side.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOutcast from empire of the outer light,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLost to the comradeship of seeing men,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe sojourns in two solitudes, within<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd in the solemn rustle of the woods.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSon of that king, I, Satyavan, have lived<\/span><\/p>\n

\nContented, for not yet of thee aware,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn my high peopled loneliness of spirit<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd this huge vital murmur kin to me,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNursed by the vastness, pupil of solitude.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nGreat Nature came to her recovered child,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI reigned in a kingdom of a nobler kind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThan men can build upon dull Matter’s soil;<\/span><\/font>
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I met the frankness of the primal earth,<\/font><\/p>\n

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I enjoyed the intimacy of infant God.<\/font><\/p>\n

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In the great tapestried chambers of her state<\/font><\/p>\n

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Free in her boundless palace I have dwelt<\/font><\/p>\n

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Indulged by the warm mother of us all,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Reared with my natural brothers in her house<\/font><\/p>\n

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I lay in the wide bare embrace of heaven,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The sunlight’s radiant blessing clasped my brow,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The moonbeam’s silver ecstasy at night<\/font><\/p>\n

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Kissed my dim lids to sleep. Earth’s moms were mine;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Lured by faint murmurings with the green-robed hours<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI wandered lost in woods, prone to the voice<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf winds and waters, partner of the sun’s joy,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA listener to the universal speech:<\/span><\/font>
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My spirit satisfied within me knew<\/font>
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Godlike our birthright, luxuried our life
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\nWhose close belongings are the earth and skies.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBefore fate led me into this emerald world,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAroused by some foreshadowing touch within,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn early prescience in my mind approached<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe great dumb animal consciousness of earth<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNow grown so close to me who have left old pomps<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo live in tills grandiose murmur dim and vast.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs if to a deeper country of the soul<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTransposing the vivid imagery of earth,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThrough an inner seeing and sense a wakening came.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA visioned spell pursued my boyhood’s hours,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll things the eye had caught in coloured lines<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWere seen anew through the interpreting mind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd in the shape it sought to seize the soul.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn early child-god took my hand that held,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMoved, guided by the seeking of his touch,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBright forms and hues which fled across his sight;<\/span><\/font>
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Limned upon page and stone they spoke to men.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHigh beauty’s visitants my inmates were.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe neighing pride of rapid life that roams<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWind-maned through our pastures, on my seeing mood<\/span><\/p>\n

\nCast shapes of swiftness; trooping spotted deer<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAgainst the vesper sky became a song<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf evening to the silence of the soul.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI caught for some eternal eye the sudden<\/span><\/p>\n

\nKingfisher flashing to a darkling pool;<\/span><\/font>
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A slow swan silvering the azure lake,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA shape of magic whiteness, sailed through dream;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Leaves trembling with the passion of the wind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd wandering wings nearing from infinity<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLived on the tablets of my inner sight;<\/span><\/font>
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Mountains and trees stood there like thoughts from God.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPranked butterflies, the conscious flowers of air,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe brilliant long bills in their vivid dress,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe peacock scattering on the breeze his moons<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPainted my memory like a frescoed wall.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI carved my vision out of wood and stone;<\/span><\/font>
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I caught the echoes of a word supreme<\/font><\/p>\n

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And metred the rhythm-beats of infinity<\/font><\/p>\n

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And listened through music for the eternal Voice.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I felt a covert touch, I heard a call,<\/font><\/p>\n

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But could not clasp the body of my God<\/font><\/p>\n

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Or hold between my hands the World-Mother’s feet.<\/font><\/p>\n

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In men I met strange portions of a Self<\/font><\/p>\n

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That sought for fragments and in fragments lived:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Each lived in himself and for himself alone<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd with the rest joined only fleeting ties;<\/span><\/font>
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Each passioned over his surface joy and grief,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Nor saw the Eternal in his secret house.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I conversed with Nature, mused with the changeless stars,<\/font><\/p>\n

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God’s watch-fires burning in the ignorant Night,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And saw upon her mighty visage fall<\/font><\/p>\n

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A ray prophetic of the Eternal’s sun.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I sat with the forest sages in their trance:<\/font><\/p>\n

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There poured awaking streams of diamond light,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI glimpsed the presence of the One in all.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut still there lacked the last transcendent power<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Matter still slept empty of its Lord.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe spirit was saved, the body lost and mute<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLived still with Death and ancient Ignorance;<\/span><\/font>
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The Inconscient was its base, the Void its fate.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut thou hast come and all will surely change:<\/span><\/font>
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And hear her wisdom in thy sacred voice.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe child of the Void shall be reborn in God.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy Matter shall evade the Inconscient’s trance,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy body like my spirit shall be free:<\/span><\/font>
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It shall escape from Death and Ignorance."<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Savitri musing still replied to him:<\/span><\/font>
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"Speak more to me, speak more,
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\nSpeak of thyself and all thou art within;<\/span><\/font>
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I would know thee as if we had ever lived<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTogether in the chamber of our souls.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSpeak till a light shall come into my heart<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd my moved mortal mind shall understand<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhat all the deathless being in me feels.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt knows that thou art he my spirit has sought<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAmidst earth’s thronging visages and forms<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAcross the golden spaces of my life."<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Satyavan like a replying harp<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo the insistent calling of a flute<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnswered her questioning and let stream to her<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis heart in many-coloured waves of speech:<\/span><\/font>
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"O golden princess, perfect Savitri,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nMore I would tell than failing words can speak<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nOf all that thou hast meant to me, unknown,<\/font><\/p>\n

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All that the lightning flash of love reveals.<\/font><\/p>\n

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In one great hour of the unveiling gods<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nEven a brief nearness has reshaped my life.<\/font><\/p>\n

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For now I know that all I lived and was<\/font><\/p>\n

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Moved towards this moment of my heart’s rebirth;<\/font><\/p>\n

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I look back on the meaning of myself,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA soul made ready on earth’s soil for thee.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOnce were my days like days of other men:<\/span><\/font>
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This was the width and height of mortal hope:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Yet there came glimpses of a deeper self<\/font><\/p>\n

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That lives behind life and makes her act its scene.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A truth was felt that screened its shape from mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A Greatness working towards a hidden end,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And vaguely through the forms of earth there looked<\/font><\/p>\n

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Something that life is not and yet must be.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I groped for the Mystery with the lantern. Thought.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Its glimmerings lighted with the abstract word<\/font><\/p>\n

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A half-visible ground and travelling yard by yard<\/font><\/p>\n

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It mapped a system of the Self and God.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I could not live the truth it spoke and thought.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I turned to seize its form in visible things,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Hoping to fix its rule by mortal mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Imposed a narrow structure of world-law<\/font><\/p>\n

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Upon the freedom of the Infinite,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A hard firm skeleton of outward Truth,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A mental scheme of a mechanic Power.<\/font><\/p>\n

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This light showed more the darknesses unsearched;<\/font><\/p>\n

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It made the original secrecy more occult.<\/font><\/p>\n

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It could not analyse its cosmic veil<\/font><\/p>\n

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Or glimpse the Wonder-worker’s hidden hand<\/font><\/p>\n

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And trace the pattern of his magic plans.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I plunged into an inner seeing Mind<\/font><\/p>\n

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And knew the secret laws and sorceries<\/font><\/p>\n

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That make of Matter mind’s bewildered slave.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The mystery was not solved but deepened more.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I strove to find its hints through Beauty and Art,<\/font><\/p>\n

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But Form cannot unveil the indwelling Power,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Only it throws its symbols at our hearts.<\/font><\/p>\n

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It evoked a mood of self, invoked a sign<\/font><\/p>\n

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Of all the brooding glory hidden in sense:<\/font>
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I lived in the ray but faced not to the Sun.<\/font><\/p>\n

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I looked upon the world and missed the Self,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And when I found the Self, I lost the world,<\/font><\/p>\n

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My other selves I lost and the body of God,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The link of the finite with the Infinite,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The bridge between the appearance and the Truth,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe mystic aim for which the world was made,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The human sense of Immortality.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nBut now the gold link comes to me with thy feet<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAnd His gold sun has shone on me from thy face.<\/font><\/p>\n

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For now another realm draws near with thee<\/font><\/p>\n

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And now diviner voices fill my ear,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A strange new world swims to me in thy gaze<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nApproaching like a star from unknown heavens;<\/font><\/p>\n

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A cry of spheres comes with thee and a song<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf flaming gods. I draw a wealthier breath<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd in a fierier march of moments move.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy mind transfigures to a rapturous seer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA foam-leap travelling from the waves of bliss<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHas changed my heart and changed the earth around:<\/span><\/font>
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All with thy coming fills. Air, soil and stream<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWear bridal raiment to be fit for thee<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd sunlight grows a shadow of thy hue<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBecause of change within me by thy look.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nCome nearer to me from thy car of light<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOn this green sward disdaining not our soil.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor here are secret spaces made for thee<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhose caves of emerald long to screen thy form.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWilt thou not make this mortal bliss thy sphere?<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDescend, O Happiness, with thy moon-gold feet,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEnrich earth’s floors upon whose sleep we lie.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO my bright beauty’s princess, Savitri,<\/span><\/font>
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By my delight and thy own joy compelled<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEnter my life, thy chamber and thy shrine.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn the great quietness where spirits meet,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLed by my hushed desire into my woods<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLet the dim rustling arches over thee lean;<\/span><\/font>
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One with the breath of things eternal live,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy heartbeats near to mine, till there shall leap<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEnchanted from the fragrance of the flowers<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA moment which all murmurs shall recall<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd every bird remember in its cry."<\/span><\/font>
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\nAllured to her lashes by his passionate words<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer fathomless soul looked at him from her eyes;<\/span><\/font>
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Passing her lips in liquid sounds it spoke.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThis word alone she uttered and said all:<\/span><\/font>
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"0 Satyavan, I have heard thee and I know;<\/font><\/p>\n

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I know that thou and only thou art he."<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThen down she came from her high carven car<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDescending with a soft and faltering haste;<\/span><\/font>
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Her many-hued raiment glistening in the light<\/font><\/p>\n

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Hovered a moment over the wind-stirred grass,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Mixed with a glimmer of her body’s ray<\/font><\/p>\n

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Like lovely plumage of a settling bird.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Her gleaming feet upon the green gold sward<\/font><\/p>\n

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Scattered a memory of wandering beams<\/font><\/p>\n

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And lightly pressed the unspoken desire of earth<\/font><\/p>\n

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Cherished in her too brief passing by the soil.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then flitting like pale brilliant moths her hands<\/font><\/p>\n

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Took from the sylvan verge’s sunlit arms<\/font><\/p>\n

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A load of their jewel faces’ clustering swarms,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Companions of the spring-time and the breeze.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A candid garland set with simple forms<\/font>
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Her rapid fingers taught a flower song,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The stanzaed movement of a marriage hymn.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Profound in perfume and immersed in hue<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThey mixed their yearning’s coloured signs and made<\/font><\/p>\n

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The bloom of their purity and passion one.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A sacrament of joy in treasuring palms<\/font><\/p>\n

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She brought, flower-symbol of her offered life,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThen with raised hands that trembled a little now<\/font><\/p>\n

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At the very closeness that her soul desired,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThis bond of sweetness, their bright union’s sign,<\/font><\/p>\n

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She laid on the bosom coveted by her love.<\/font><\/p>\n

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As if inclined before some gracious god<\/font><\/p>\n

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Who has out of his mist of greatness shone<\/font><\/p>\n

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To fill with beauty his adorer’s hours,<\/font><\/p>\n

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She bowed and touched his feet with worshipping hands;<\/font><\/p>\n

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She made her life his world for him to tread<\/font><\/p>\n

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And made her body the room of his delight,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Her beating heart a remembrancer of bliss.<\/font><\/p>\n

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He bent to her and took into his own<\/font><\/p>\n

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Their married yearning joined like folded hopes,<\/font><\/p>\n

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As if a whole rich world suddenly possessed,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Wedded to all he had been, became himself,<\/font><\/p>\n

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An inexhaustible joy made his alone,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He gathered all Savitri into his clasp.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Around her his embrace became the sign<\/font><\/p>\n

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Of a locked closeness through slow intimate years,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A first sweet summary of delight to come,<\/font><\/p>\n

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One brevity intense of all long life.<\/font><\/p>\n

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In a wide moment of two souls that meet<\/font><\/p>\n

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She felt her being flow into him as in waves<\/font><\/p>\n

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A river pours into a mighty sea.<\/font><\/p>\n

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As when a soul is merging into God<\/font>
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To live in Him for ever and know His joy,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Her consciousness was a wave of him alone<\/font><\/p>\n

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And all her separate self was lost in his.<\/font><\/p>\n

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As a starry heaven encircles happy earth,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He shut her into himself in a circle of bliss<\/font><\/p>\n

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And shut the world into himself and her.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A boundless isolation made them one; "’<\/font><\/p>\n

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He was aware of her enveloping him<\/font><\/p>\n

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And let her penetrate his very soul,<\/font><\/p>\n

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As is a world by the world’s spirit filled,<\/font><\/p>\n

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As the mortal wakes into Eternity,<\/font><\/p>\n

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As the finite opens to the Infinite.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thus were they in each other lost awhile,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then drawing back from their long ecstasy’s trance<\/font><\/p>\n

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Came into a new self and a new world.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Each now was a part of the other’s unity.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The world was but their twin self-finding’s scene<\/font><\/p>\n

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Or their own wedded being’s vaster frame.<\/font><\/p>\n

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On the high glowing cupola of the day<\/font><\/p>\n

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Fate tied a knot with morning’s halo threads<\/font><\/p>\n

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While by the ministry of an auspice-hour<\/font><\/p>\n

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Heart-bound before the sun, their marriage fire,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The wedding of the eternal Lord and Spouse<\/font><\/p>\n

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Took place again on earth in human forms: .<\/font><\/p>\n

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In a new act of the drama of the world<\/font><\/p>\n

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The united Two began a greater age.<\/font><\/p>\n

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In the silence and murmur of that emerald world<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the mutter of the priest-wind’s sacred verse,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Amid the choral whisperings of the leaves<\/font><\/p>\n

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Love’s twain had joined together and grew one.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The natural miracle was wrought once more:<\/font><\/p>\n

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In the immutable ideal world<\/span><\/p>\n

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One human moment was eternal made.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then down the narrow path where their lives had met<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe led and showed to her her future world,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLove’s refuge and corner of happy solitude.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAt the path’s end through a green cleft in the trees<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe saw a clustering line of hermit-roofs<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd looked now first on her heart’s future home,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe thatch that covered the life of Satyavan.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAdorned with creepers and red-climbing flowers<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt seemed a sylvan beauty in her dreams<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSlumbering with brown body and tumbled hair<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn her chamber inviolate of emerald peace.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAround it stretched the forest’s anchorite mood<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLost in the depths of its own solitude.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThen moved by the deep joy she could not speak,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA little depth of it quivering in her words,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer happy voice cried out to Satyavan:<\/span><\/font>
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"My heart will stay here on this forest verge<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd close to this thatched roof while I am far:<\/span><\/font>
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Now of more wandering it has no need.<\/font><\/p>\n

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But I must haste back to my father’s house<\/font><\/p>\n

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Which soon will lose one loved accustomed tread<\/font><\/p>\n

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And listen in vain for a once cherished voice.<\/font><\/p>\n

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For soon I shall return nor ever again<\/font><\/p>\n

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Oneness must sever its recovered bliss<\/font><\/p>\n

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Or fate sunder our lives while life is ours."<\/font><\/p>\n

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Once more she mounted on the carven car<\/font><\/p>\n

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And under the ardour of a fiery noon<\/font><\/p>\n

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Less bright than the splendour of her thoughts and dreams<\/font><\/p>\n

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She sped swift-reined, swift-hearted but still saw<\/font><\/p>\n

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In still lucidities of sight’s inner world<\/font>
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Through the cool scented wood’s luxurious gloom<\/font><\/p>\n

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On shadowy paths between great rugged trunks<\/font><\/p>\n

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Pace towards a tranquil clearing Satyavan.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A nave of trees enshrined the hermit thatch,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The new deep covert of her felicity,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Preferred to heaven her soul’s temple and home.<\/font><\/p>\n

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This now remained with her, her heart’s constant scene.<\/font>
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