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CANTO THREE<\/font> <\/font>
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THE CALL TO THE QUEST<\/font>
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A<\/font> MORN<\/font><\/b> that seemed a new creation’s front,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Bringing a greater sunlight, happier skies,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Came, burdened with a beauty moved and strange<\/font><\/p>\n

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Out of the changeless origin of things.<\/font><\/p>\n

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An ancient longing struck again new roots.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The air drank deep of unfulfilled desire,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The high trees trembled with a wandering wind<\/font><\/p>\n

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Like souls that quiver at the approach of joy,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And in a bosom of green secrecy<\/font><\/p>\n

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For ever of its one love-note untired<\/font><\/p>\n

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A lyric coil cried among the leaves.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Away from the terrestrial murmur turned<\/font><\/p>\n

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Where transient calls and answers mix their flood,<\/font><\/p>\n

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King Aswapathy listened through the ray<\/font><\/p>\n

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To other sounds than meet the sense-formed ear.<\/font><\/p>\n

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On a subtle interspace which rings our life<\/font><\/p>\n

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Unlocked were the inner spirit’s trance-closed doors:<\/font><\/p>\n

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The inaudible strain in Nature could be caught,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAcross this cyclic tramp of eager lives,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAcross the deep urgency of present cares,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEarth’s wordless hymn to the Ineffable<\/span><\/p>\n

\nArose from the ardent heart of the cosmic Void,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe heard the voice repressed of unborn Powers<\/span><\/p>\n

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Murmuring behind the luminous bars of Time.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAgain the mighty yearning raised its flame<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat asks a perfect life on earth for men<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd prays for certainty in the uncertain mind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd shadowless bliss for suffering human hearts<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Truth embodied in an ignorant world<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd godhead divinising mortal forms.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA word that leaped from some far sky of thought,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAdmitted by the cowled receiving scribe<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTraversed the echoing passages of his brain<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd left its stamp on the recording cells.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n"O Force-compelled, Fate-driven earth- born race,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO petty adventurers in an infinite world<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd prisoners of a dwarf humanity,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHow long will you tread the circling tracks of mind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAround your little self and petty things?<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut not for a changeless littleness were you meant,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNot for vain repetition were you built;<\/span><\/font>
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Out of the Immortal’s substance you were made;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Your actions can be swift revealing steps,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYour life a changeful mould for growing gods.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA Seer, a strong Creator, is within,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe immaculate Grandeur broods upon your days,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAlmighty powers are shut in Nature’s cells.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA greater destiny waits you in your front:<\/span><\/font>
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This transient earthly being if he wills<\/font><\/p>\n

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Can fit his acts to a transcendent scheme.<\/font><\/p>\n

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He who now stares at the world with ignorant eyes<\/font><\/p>\n

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Hardly from the Inconscient’s night aroused,<\/font><\/p>\n

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That look at images and not at Truth<\/font><\/p>\n

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Can fill those orbs with an immortal’s sight.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nYet shall the godhead grow within your hearts,<\/font>
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You shall awake into the spirit’s air<\/font><\/p>\n

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And feel the breaking walls of mortal mind<\/font><\/p>\n

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And hear the message which left life’s heart dumb<\/font><\/p>\n

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And look through Nature with sun-gazing
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And blow your conch-shells at the
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Authors of earth’s high change, to you it is given<\/font><\/p>\n

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To cross the dangerous spaces of the soul<\/font><\/p>\n

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And touch the mighty Mother stark awake<\/font><\/p>\n

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And meet the Omnipotent in this house of flesh<\/font><\/p>\n

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And make of life the million-bodied One.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The earth you tread is a border screened from heaven,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The life you lead conceals the light you are.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Immortal Powers sweep flaming past your doors;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Far-off upon your tops the god-chant sounds<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhile to exceed yourselves thought’s trumpets call,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHeard by a few, but fewer dare aspire,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe nympholepts of the ecstasy and the blaze.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn epic of hope and failure breaks earth’s heart;<\/span><\/font>
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Her force and will exceed her form and fate.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA goddess in a net of inconscience caught,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSelf-bound in the pastures of death she dreams of life,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSelf-racked with the pains of hell aspires to joy,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd builds to hope her altars of despair,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nKnows that one high step might enfranchise all<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd, suffering, looks for greatness in her sons.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut dim in human hearts the ascending fire,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe invisible Grandeur sits unworshipped there;<\/span><\/font>
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Man sees the Highest in a limiting form<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr looks upon a Person, hears a Name.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe turns for little gains to ignorant Powers<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr kindles his altar lights to a demon face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe loves the Ignorance fathering his pain.<\/span><\/font>
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A spell is laid upon his glorious strengths.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe has lost the inner Voice that led his thoughts,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd masking the oracular tripod seat<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA specious Idol fills the marvel shrine.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe great Illusion wraps him in its veils,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe soul’s deep intimations come in vain,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn vain is the unending line of seers,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe sages ponder in unsubstantial light,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe poets lend their voice to outward dreams,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA homeless fire inspires the prophet tongues.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHeaven’s flaming lights descend and back return,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe luminous Eye approaches and retires;<\/span><\/font>
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Eternity speaks, none understands its word;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Fate is unwilling and the Abyss denies;<\/font><\/p>\n

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The Inconscient’s mindless waters block all done.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOnly a little lifted is Mind’s screen.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe Wise who know see but one half of Truth,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe strong climb hardly to a low-peaked height,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe hearts that yearn are given one hour to love,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis tale half-told, falters the secret Bard;<\/span><\/font>
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The gods are still too few in mortal forms."<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe Voice withdrew into its hidden skies.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut like a shining answer from the gods<\/span><\/p>\n

\nApproached through sun-bright spaces Savitri.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAdvancing amid tall heaven-pillaring trees,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nApparelled in her flickering-coloured robe,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe seemed burning towards the eternal realms<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA bright moved torch of incense and of flame<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat from the sky-roofed temple-soil of earth<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA pilgrim hand lifts in an invisible shrine.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere came the gift of a revealing hour:<\/span><\/font>
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\nHe saw through depths that reinterpret all,<\/font>
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Limited not now by the dull body’s eyes,<\/font><\/p>\n

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New-found through an arch of clear discovery,<\/font><\/p>\n

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This intimation of the world’s delight,<\/font><\/p>\n

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This wonder of the divine Artist’s make<\/font><\/p>\n

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Carved like a nectar-cup for thirsty gods,<\/font><\/p>\n

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This breathing Scripture of the Eternal’s joy,<\/font><\/p>\n

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This net of sweetness woven of aureate fire.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Transformed the delicate image-face became<\/font><\/p>\n

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A deeper Nature’s self-revealing sign,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A gold-leaf palimpsest of sacred births,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A grave world-symbol chiselled out of life.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Her brow, a copy of clear unstained heavens,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Was meditation’s pedestal and defence,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The very room and smile of musing Space,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Its brooding line infinity’s symbol curve.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Amid her tresses’ cloudy multitude<\/font><\/p>\n

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The long eyes shadowed as by wings of Night<\/font><\/p>\n

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Under that moon-gold forehead’s dreaming breadth<\/font><\/p>\n

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Were seas of love and thought that held the world;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Marvelling at life and earth they saw truths far.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA deathless meaning filled her mortal limbs;<\/span><\/font>
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As in a golden vase’s poignant line<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThey seemed to carry the rhythmic sob of bliss<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf earth’s mute adoration towards heaven<\/span><\/p>\n

\nReleased in beauty’s cry of living form<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTowards the perfection of eternal things.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTransparent grown the ephemeral living dress<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBared the expressive deity to his view.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEscaped from surface sight and mortal sense<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe seizing harmony of its shapes became<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe strange significant icon of a Power<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRenewing its inscrutable descent<\/span><\/font>
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Into a human figure of its works<\/font><\/p>\n

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That stood out in life’s bold abrupt relief<\/font><\/p>\n

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On the soil of the evolving universe,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A godhead sculptured on a wall of thought,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nMirrored in the flowing hours and dimly shrined<\/font><\/p>\n

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In Matter as in a cathedral cave.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Annulled were the transient values of the mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The body’s sense renounced its earthly look,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Immortal met immortal in their gaze.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Awaked from the close spell of daily use<\/font><\/p>\n

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That hides soul-truth with the outward form’s disguise,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He saw through the familiar cherished limbs<\/font><\/p>\n

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The great and unknown spirit born his child.<\/font><\/p>\n

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An impromptu from the deeper sight within,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThoughts rose in him that knew not their own scope.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then to those large and brooding depths whence Love<\/font><\/p>\n

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Regarded him across the straits of mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He spoke in sentences from the unseen Heights.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A casual passing phrase can change our life.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nFor the hidden prompters of our speech sometimes<\/font><\/p>\n

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Can use the formulas of a moment’s mood<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nTo weigh unconscious lips with words from Fate.<\/font><\/p>\n

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"0 Spirit, traveller of eternity,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Who earnest from the immortal spaces here<\/font><\/p>\n

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Armed for the splendid hazard of thy life<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nTo set thy conquering foot on Chance and Time,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The moon shut in her halo dreams like thee.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A mighty Presence still defends thy frame.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nPerhaps the heavens guard thee for some great soul,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thy fate, thy work are kept somewhere afar,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thy spirit came not down a star alone.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Missalled in aureate virginity,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhat message of heavenly strength and bliss in thee<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIs written with the Eternal’s sun-white script,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOne shall discover and greaten with it his life<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo whom thou loosenest thy heart’s jewelled strings.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO rubies of silence, lips from which there stole<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLow laughter, music of tranquillity,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nStar-lustrous eyes awake in sweet large night<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd limbs like fine-linked poems made of gold<\/span><\/p>\n

\nStanzaed to glimmering curves by artist gods,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDepart where love and destiny call your charm.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nVenture through the deep world to find thy mate.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor somewhere on the longing breast of earth,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy unknown lover waits for thee the unknown.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy soul has strength and needs no other guide<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThan One who burns within thy bosom’s powers.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere shall draw near to meet thy approaching steps<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe second self for whom thy nature asks,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe who shall walk until thy body’s end<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA close-bound traveller pacing with thy pace,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe lyrist of thy soul’s most intimate chords<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWho shall give voice to what in thee is mute.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThen shall you grow like vibrant kindred harps,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOne in the beats of difference and delight,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nResponsive in divine and equal strains,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDiscovering new notes of the eternal theme.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOne force shall be your mover and your guide,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOne light shall be around you and within;<\/span><\/font>
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Hand in strong hand confront Heaven’s question, life:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Challenge the ordeal of the immense disguise.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAscend from Nature to divinity’s heights;<\/span><\/font>
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Face the high gods, crowned with felicity,<\/font>
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Then meet a greater God, thy self beyond Time."<\/font><\/p>\n

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This word was seed of all the thing to be.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A hand from some Greatness opened her heart’s locked doors<\/font><\/p>\n

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As when the mantra sinks in Yoga’s ear,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Its message enters stirring the blind brain<\/font><\/p>\n

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And keeps in the dim ignorant cells its sound,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The hearer understands a form of words<\/font><\/p>\n

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And, musing on the index thought it holds,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He strives to read it with the labouring mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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But finds bright hints, not the embodied truth:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then, falling silent in himself to know<\/span><\/p>\n

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The Word repeats itself in rhythmic strains:<\/font><\/p>\n

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Thought, vision, feeling, sense, the body’s self<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAre seized unalterably and he endures<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn ecstasy and an immortal change;<\/span><\/font>
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He feels a Wideness and becomes a Power,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll knowledge rushes on him like a sea:<\/span><\/font>
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Transmuted by the white spiritual ray<\/font><\/p>\n

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He walks in naked heavens of joy and calm,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Sees the God-face and hears transcendent speech:<\/font><\/p>\n

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An equal greatness in her life was sown.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAccustomed scenes were now an ended play.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMoving in muse amid familiar powers,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTouched by new magnitudes and faery signs,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe turned to vastnesses not yet her own;<\/span><\/font>
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Allured her heart throbbed to unknown sweetnesses,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe secrets of an unseen world were close.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe morn went up into a smiling sky;<\/span><\/font>
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Cast from its sapphire pinnacle of trance<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDay sank into the burning gold of eve;<\/span><\/font>
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The moon floated, a luminous waif through heaven,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd sank below the oblivious edge of dream;<\/span><\/font>
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Night lit the watch-fires of eternity.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then all went back into mind’s secret caves;<\/font><\/p>\n

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A darkness stooping on the heaven-bird’s wings<\/font><\/p>\n

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Sealed in her senses from external sight<\/font><\/p>\n

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And opened the stupendous depths of sleep.<\/font><\/p>\n

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When the pale dawn slipped through Night’s shadowy guard,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Vainly the new-born light desired her face;<\/font><\/p>\n

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The palace woke to its own emptiness;<\/font><\/p>\n

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The sovereign of its daily joys was far;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Her moonbeam feet tinged not the lucent floors:<\/font><\/p>\n

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The beauty and divinity were gone.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDelight had fled to search the spacious world.<\/span><\/font>
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