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Till then no mournful line had barred this ray.
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On the frail breast of this precarious earth,
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Since her orbed sight in its breath-fastened house,
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| Opening in sympathy with happier stars | ||
| 190 | Where life is not exposed to sorrowful change, | |
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Remembered beauty death-claimed lids ignore
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| And wondered at this world of fragile forms | ||
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Carried on canvas-strips of shimmering Time,
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The impunity of unborn Mights was hers.
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| 195 | Although she leaned to bear the human load, | |
| Her walk kept still the measures of the gods. | ||
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Earth’s breath had failed to stain that brilliant glass:
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| Unsmeared with the dust of our mortal atmosphere | ||
| It still reflected heaven’s spiritual joy. | ||
| (S 5) | ||
| 200 | Almost they saw who lived within her light | |
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Her playmate in the sempiternal spheres
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| Descended from its unattainable realms | ||
| In her attracting advent’s luminous wake, | ||
| The white-fire dragon-bird of endless bliss | ||
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Drifting with burning wings above her days:
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| Heaven’s tranquil shield guarded the missioned child. | ||
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A glowing orbit was her early term,
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Years like gold raiment of the gods that pass;
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| Her youth sat throned in calm felicity. | ||
| (S 7) | ||
| 210 | But joy cannot endure until the end: | |
| There is a darkness in terrestrial things | ||
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That will not suffer long too glad a note.
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| On her too closed the inescapable Hand: | ||
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The armed Immortal bore the snare of Time.
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| 215 | One dealt with her who meets the burdened great. | |
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Assigner of the ordeal and the path
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Who chooses in this holocaust of the soul
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Death, fall and sorrow as the spirit’s goads,
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| The dubious godhead with his torch of pain | ||
| 220 |
Lit up the chasm of the unfinished world
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| And called her to fill with her vast self the abyss. | ||
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August and pitiless in his calm outlook,
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| Heightening the Eternal’s dreadful strategy, | ||
| He measured the difficulty with the might | ||
| 225 | And dug more deep the gulf that all must cross. | |
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Assailing her divinest elements,
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| He made her heart kin to the striving human heart | ||
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And forced her strength to its appointed road.
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| For this she had accepted mortal breath; | EoS | |
| 230 |
To wrestle with the Shadow she had come
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| And must confront the riddle of man’s birth | ||
| And life’s brief struggle in dumb Matter’s night. | ||
| (S 14) | ||
| Whether to bear with Ignorance and death | EoS | |
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Or hew the ways of Immortality,
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| 235 | To win or lose the godlike game for man, | |
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Was her soul’s issue thrown with Destiny’s dice.
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| But not to submit and suffer was she born; | ||
| To lead, to deliver was her glorious part. | ||
| (S 16) | ||
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Here was no fabric of terrestrial make
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| 240 | Fit for a day’s use by busy careless Powers. | |
| (S 17) | ||
| An image fluttering on the screen of Fate, | ||
| Half-animated for a passing show, | ||
| Or a castaway on the ocean of Desire | EoS | |
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Flung to the eddies in a ruthless sport
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And tossed along the gulfs of Circumstance,
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| A creature born to bend beneath the yoke, | ||
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A chattel and a plaything of Time’s lords,
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Or one more pawn who comes destined to be pushed
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| One slow move forward on a measureless board | ||
| 250 | In the chess-play of the earth-soul with Doom, — | |
| Such is the human figure drawn by Time. | ||
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| A conscious frame was here, a self-born Force. | ||
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In this enigma of the dusk of God,
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| This slow and strange uneasy compromise | ||
| 255 | Of limiting Nature with a limitless Soul, | |
| Where all must move between an ordered Chance | ||
| And an uncaring blind Necessity, | ||
| Too high the fire spiritual dare not blaze. | ||
| (S 20) | ||
| If once it met the intense original Flame, | EoS | |
| 260 |
An answering touch might shatter all measures made
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| And earth sink down with the weight of the Infinite. | ||
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A gaol is this immense material world:
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| Across each road stands armed a stone-eyed Law, | ||
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At every gate the huge dim sentinels pace.
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| (S 22) | ||
| 265 | A grey tribunal of the Ignorance, | |
| An Inquisition of the priests of Night | ||
| In judgment sit on the adventurer soul, | ||
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And the dual tables and the Karmic norm
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Restrain the Titan in us and the God:
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Pain with its lash, joy with its silver bribe
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| Guard the Wheel’s circling immobility. | ||
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| A bond is put on the high-climbing mind, | EoS | |
| A seal on the too large wide-open heart; | ||
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Death stays the journeying discoverer, Life.
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| 275 | Thus is the throne of the Inconscient safe | |
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While the tardy coilings of the aeons pass
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And the Animal browses in the sacred fence
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| And the gold Hawk can cross the skies no more. | ||
| (S 25) | ||
| But one stood up and lit the limitless flame. | ||
| (S 26) | ||
| 280 |
Arraigned by the dark Power that hates all bliss
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| In the dire court where life must pay for joy, | ||
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Sentenced by the mechanic justicer
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| To the afflicting penalty of man’s hopes, | ||
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Her head she bowed not to the stark decree
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Baring her helpless heart to destiny’s stroke.
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| So bows and must the mind-born will in man | ||
| Obedient to the statutes fixed of old, | ||
| Admitting without appeal the nether gods. | ||
| (S 28) | ||
| In her the superhuman cast its seed. | ||
| (S 29) | ||
| 290 |
Inapt to fold its mighty wings of dream
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| Her spirit refused to hug the common soil, | ||
| Or, finding all life’s golden meanings robbed, | ||
| Compound with earth, struck from the starry list, | ||
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Or quench with black despair the God-given light.
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| 295 | Accustomed to the eternal and the true, | EoS |
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Her being conscious of its divine founts
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| Asked not from mortal frailty pain’s relief, | ||
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Patched not with failure bargain or compromise.
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| A work she had to do, a word to speak: | ||
| 300 | Writing the unfinished story of her soul | |
| In thoughts and actions graved in Nature’s book, | ||
| She accepted not to close the luminous page, | ||
| Cancel her commerce with eternity, | ||
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Or set a signature of weak assent
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| 305 | To the brute balance of the world’s exchange. | |
| (S 32) | ||
| A force in her that toiled since earth was made, | ||
| Accomplishing in life the great world-plan, | ||
| Pursuing after death immortal aims, | ||
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Repugned to admit frustration’s barren role,
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Forfeit the meaning of her birth in Time,
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| Obey the government of the casual fact | ||
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Or yield her high destiny up to passing Chance.
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In her own self she found her high recourse;
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| She matched with the iron law her sovereign right: | ||
| 315 | Her single will opposed the cosmic rule. | |
| (S 34) | ||
| To stay the wheels of Doom this greatness rose. | ||
| (S 35) | ||
| At the Unseen’s knock upon her hidden gates | ||
| Her strength made greater by the lightning’s touch | ||
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Awoke from slumber in her heart’s recess.
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| (S 36) | ||
| 320 | It bore the stroke of That which kills and saves. | |
| (S 37) | ||
| Across the awful march no eye can see, | ||
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Barring its dreadful route no will can change,
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| She faced the engines of the universe; | ||
| A heart stood in the way of the driving wheels: | ||
| 325 | Its giant workings paused in front of a mind, | |
| Its stark conventions met the flame of a soul. | ||
| (S 38) | ||
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A magic leverage suddenly is caught
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| That moves the veiled Ineffable’s timeless will: | ||
| A prayer, a master act, a king idea | ||
| 330 | Can link man’s strength to a transcendent Force. | |
| (S 39) | ||
| Then miracle is made the common rule, | ||
| One mighty deed can change the course of things; | ||
| A lonely thought becomes omnipotent. | ||
| (S 40) | ||
| All now seems Nature’s massed machinery; | ||
| 335 | An endless servitude to material rule | |
| And long determination’s rigid chain, | ||
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Her firm and changeless habits aping Law,
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Her empire of unconscious deft device
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Annul the claim of man’s free human will.
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| (S 41) | ||
| 340 | He too is a machine amid machines; | EoS |
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A piston brain pumps out the shapes of thought,
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| A beating heart cuts out emotion’s modes; | ||
| An insentient energy fabricates a soul. | ||
| (S 42) | ||
| Or the figure of the world reveals the signs | ||
| 345 | Of a tied Chance repeating her old steps | |
| In circles around Matter’s binding-posts. | ||
| (S 43) | ||
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A random series of inept events
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| To which reason lends illusive sense, is here, | ||
| Or the empiric Life’s instinctive search, | ||
| 350 | Or a vast ignorant mind’s colossal work. | |
| (S 44) | ||
| But wisdom comes, and vision grows within: | ||
| Then Nature’s instrument crowns himself her king; | ||
| He feels his witnessing self and conscious power; | ||
| His soul steps back and sees the Light supreme. | ||
| (S 45) | ||
| 355 | A Godhead stands behind the brute machine. | |
| (S 46) | ||
| This truth broke in in a triumph of fire; | ||
| A victory was won for God in man, | ||
| The deity revealed its hidden face. | ||
| (S 47) | ||
| The great World-Mother now in her arose: | EoS | |
| 360 | A living choice reversed fate’s cold dead turn, | |
| Affirmed the spirit’s tread on Circumstance, | ||
| Pressed back the senseless dire revolving Wheel | ||
| And stopped the mute march of Necessity. | ||
| (S 48) | ||
| A flaming warrior from the eternal peaks | EoS | |
| 365 | Empowered to force the door denied and closed | |
| Smote from Death’s visage its dumb absolute | ||
| And burst the bounds of consciousness and Time. |
Book 1, Canto 2 – The Issue, Section 2Savitri Bhavan2020-09-04T10:14:35+00:00