Liked on YouTube: THE ENGLISH OF SAVITRI BY SHRADDHAVAN BOOK 2 CANTO 5 S 05 LINES 179-238 2019-03-28
THE ENGLISH OF SAVITRI BY SHRADDHAVAN BOOK 2 CANTO 5 S 05 LINES 179-238 2019-03-28
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟖-𝟎𝟑-𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏𝟕𝟗-𝟐𝟑𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟏𝟓𝟔-𝟏𝟓𝟕 =================================== This vast perpetual motion caught and held In the mysterious and unchanging change Of the persistent movement we call Time And ever renewing its recurrent beat, These mobile rounds that stereotype a flux, These static objects in the cosmic dance That are but Energy's self-repeating whorls Prolonged by the spirit of the brooding Void, Awaited life and sense and waking Mind. A little the Dreamer changed his pose of stone. But when the Inconscient's scrupulous work was done And Chance coerced by fixed immutable laws, A scene was set for Nature's conscious play. Then stirred the Spirit's mute immobile sleep; The Force concealed broke dumbly, slowly out. A dream of living woke in Matter's heart, A will to live moved the Inconscient's dust, A freak of living startled vacant Time, Ephemeral in a blank eternity, Infinitesimal in a dead Infinite. A subtler breath quickened dead Matter's forms; The world's set rhythm changed to a conscious cry; A serpent Power twinned the insensible Force. Islands of living dotted lifeless Space And germs of living formed in formless air. A Life was born that followed Matter's law, Ignorant of the motives of its steps; Ever inconstant, yet for ever the same, It repeated the paradox that gave it birth: Its restless and unstable stabilities Recurred incessantly in the flow of Time And purposeful movements in unthinking forms Betrayed the heavings of an imprisoned Will. Waking and sleep lay locked in mutual arms; Helpless and indistinct came pleasure and pain Trembling with the first faint thrills of a World-Soul. A strength of life that could not cry or move, Yet broke into beauty signing some deep delight: An inarticulate sensibility, Throbs of the heart of an unknowing world, Ran through its somnolent torpor and there stirred A vague uncertain thrill, a wandering beat, A dim unclosing as of secret eyes. Infant self-feeling grew and birth was born. A godhead woke but lay with dreaming limbs; Her house refused to open its sealed doors. Insentient to our eyes that only see The form, the act and not the imprisoned God, Life hid in her pulse occult of growth and power A consciousness with mute stifled beats of sense, A mind suppressed that knew not yet of thought, An inert spirit that could only be. At first she raised no voice, no motion dared: Charged with world-power, instinct with living force, Only she clung with her roots to the safe earth, Thrilled dumbly to the shocks of ray and breeze And put out tendril fingers of desire; The strength in her yearning for sun and light Felt not the embrace that made her breathe and live; Absorbed she dreamed content with beauty and hue.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟖-𝟎𝟑-𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏𝟕𝟗-𝟐𝟑𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟏𝟓𝟔-𝟏𝟓𝟕 =================================== This vast perpetual motion caught and held In the mysterious and unchanging change Of the persistent movement we call Time And ever renewing its recurrent beat, These mobile rounds that stereotype a flux, These static objects in the cosmic dance That are but Energy's self-repeating whorls Prolonged by the spirit of the brooding Void, Awaited life and sense and waking Mind. A little the Dreamer changed his pose of stone. But when the Inconscient's scrupulous work was done And Chance coerced by fixed immutable laws, A scene was set for Nature's conscious play. Then stirred the Spirit's mute immobile sleep; The Force concealed broke dumbly, slowly out. A dream of living woke in Matter's heart, A will to live moved the Inconscient's dust, A freak of living startled vacant Time, Ephemeral in a blank eternity, Infinitesimal in a dead Infinite. A subtler breath quickened dead Matter's forms; The world's set rhythm changed to a conscious cry; A serpent Power twinned the insensible Force. Islands of living dotted lifeless Space And germs of living formed in formless air. A Life was born that followed Matter's law, Ignorant of the motives of its steps; Ever inconstant, yet for ever the same, It repeated the paradox that gave it birth: Its restless and unstable stabilities Recurred incessantly in the flow of Time And purposeful movements in unthinking forms Betrayed the heavings of an imprisoned Will. Waking and sleep lay locked in mutual arms; Helpless and indistinct came pleasure and pain Trembling with the first faint thrills of a World-Soul. A strength of life that could not cry or move, Yet broke into beauty signing some deep delight: An inarticulate sensibility, Throbs of the heart of an unknowing world, Ran through its somnolent torpor and there stirred A vague uncertain thrill, a wandering beat, A dim unclosing as of secret eyes. Infant self-feeling grew and birth was born. A godhead woke but lay with dreaming limbs; Her house refused to open its sealed doors. Insentient to our eyes that only see The form, the act and not the imprisoned God, Life hid in her pulse occult of growth and power A consciousness with mute stifled beats of sense, A mind suppressed that knew not yet of thought, An inert spirit that could only be. At first she raised no voice, no motion dared: Charged with world-power, instinct with living force, Only she clung with her roots to the safe earth, Thrilled dumbly to the shocks of ray and breeze And put out tendril fingers of desire; The strength in her yearning for sun and light Felt not the embrace that made her breathe and live; Absorbed she dreamed content with beauty and hue.
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