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| Against this glory of spiritual states, | ||
| Their parallels and yet their opposites, | ||
| Floated and swayed, eclipsed and shadowlike | ||
| 450 | As if a doubt made substance, flickering, pale, | |
| This other scheme two vast negations found. | ||
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| A world that knows not its inhabiting Self | EoS | |
| Labours to find its cause and need to be; | ||
| A spirit ignorant of the world it made, | ||
| 455 |
Obscured by Matter, travestied by Life,
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| Struggles to emerge, to be free, to know and reign; | ||
| These were close-tied in one disharmony, | ||
| Yet the divergent lines met not at all. | ||
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Three Powers governed its irrational course,
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| 460 | In the beginning an unknowing Force, | |
| In the middle an embodied striving soul, | ||
| In its end a silent spirit denying life. | ||
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A dull and infelicitous interlude
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Unrolls its dubious truth to a questioning Mind
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| 465 | Compelled by the ignorant Power to play its part | |
| And to record her inconclusive tale, | ||
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The mystery of her inconscient plan
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| And the riddle of a being born from Night | ||
| By a marriage of Necessity with Chance. | ||
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| 470 | This darkness hides our nobler destiny. | EoS |
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A chrysalis of a great and glorious truth,
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It stifles the winged marvel in its sheath
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Lest from the prison of Matter it escape
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| And, wasting its beauty on the formless Vast, | ||
| 475 | Merged into the Unknowable’s mystery, | |
| Leave unfulfilled the world’s miraculous fate. | ||
| (S 7) | ||
| As yet thought only some high spirit’s dream | EoS | |
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Or a vexed illusion in man’s toiling mind,
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| A new creation from the old shall rise, | ||
| 480 |
A Knowledge inarticulate find speech,
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| Beauty suppressed burst into paradise bloom, | ||
| Pleasure and pain dive into absolute bliss. | ||
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A tongueless oracle shall speak at last,
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EoS | |
| The Superconscient conscious grow on earth, | ||
| 485 | The Eternal’s wonders join the dance of Time. | |
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But now all seemed a vainly teeming vast
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Upheld by a deluded Energy
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| To a spectator self-absorbed and mute, | ||
| Careless of the unmeaning show he watched, | ||
| 490 |
Regarding the bizarre procession pass
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| Like one who waits for an expected end. | ||
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| He saw a world that is from a world to be. | EoS | |
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There he divined rather than saw or felt,
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Far off upon the rim of consciousness,
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| 495 |
Transient and frail this little whirling globe
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| And on it left like a lost dream’s vain mould, | ||
| A fragile copy of the spirit’s shell, | ||
| His body gathered into mystic sleep. | ||
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A foreign shape it seemed, a mythic shade.
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Book 3, Canto 3 – The House of the Spirit and the New Creation, Section 5Savitri Bhavan2020-08-02T11:14:11+00:00