It was the hour before the Gods awake. ||1.1||
The impassive skies were neutral, empty, still. ||1.7||
All can be done if the god-touch is there. ||1.17||
The brief perpetual sign recurred above. ||1.25||
All grew a consecration and a rite. ||1.34||
The message ceased and waned the messenger. ||1.41||
There was the common light of earthly day. ||1.44||
Time’s message of brief light was not for her. ||2.4||
In vain now seemed the splendid sacrifice. ||2.9||
Only a vague earth-nature held the frame. ||2.31||
But now she stirred, her life shared the cosmic load. ||2.32||
All the fierce question of man’s hours relived. ||2.37||
Immobile in herself, she gathered force. ||2.41||
This was the day when Satyavan must die. ||2.42||
Twelve passionate months led in a day of fate. ||3.5||
The great and dolorous moment now was close. ||3.16||
There was her drama’s radiant prologue lived. ||3.25||
Well might he find in her his perfect shrine. ||3.28||
All in her pointed to a nobler kind. ||3.30||
For even her gulfs were secrecies of light. ||3.39||
In her he met his own eternity. ||3.42||
Till then no mournful line had barred this ray. ||4.1||
One dealt with her who meets the burdened great. ||4.9||
A conscious frame was here, a self-born Force. ||4.18||
A gaol is this immense material world. ||4.21||
But one stood up and lit the limitless flame. ||4.25||
In her the superhuman cast its seed. ||4.28||
To stay the wheels of Doom this greatness rose. ||4.34||
It bore the stroke of That which kills and saves. ||4.36||
A Godhead stands behind the brute machine. ||4.45||
A world’s desire compelled her mortal birth. ||5.1||
His days were a long growth to the Supreme. ||5.9||
Then is revealed in man the overt Divine. ||5.25||
A Seer was born, a shining Guest of Time. ||5.35||
His march now soared into an eagle’s flight. ||5.39||
He owned the house of undivided Time. ||6.17||
The mind leaned out to meet the hidden worlds. ||6.24||
A vast unanimity ended life’s debate. ||6.53||
His soul stood free, a witness and a king. ||6.55||
Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience. ||7.26||
A music spoke transcending mortal speech. ||8.2||
Life kept no more a dull and meaningless shape. ||8.34||
All now suppressed in us began to emerge. ||8.44||
His acts betrayed not the interior flame. ||9.8||
This forged the greatness of his front to earth. ||9.9||
His walk through Time outstripped the human stride. ||9.14||
Lonely his days and splendid like the sun’s. ||9.15||
On a height he stood that looked towards greater heights. ||10.1||
What now we see is a shadow of what must come. ||10.3||
Out of the unknown we move to the unknown. ||11.5||
A struggling ignorance is his wisdom’s mate. ||11.35||
Thus will the masked Transcendent mount his throne. ||11.44||
Two are the ends of the mysterious plan. ||12.9||
In Time he waits for the Eternal’s hour. ||12.24||
These calm and distant Mights shall act at last. ||12.31||
His face of human thought puts on a crown. ||14.15||
Our life is a paradox with God for key. ||15.11||
But now he hears the sound of larger seas. ||17.5||
A greater world Time’s traveller must explore. ||17.12||
Always he follows in her force’s wake. ||17.23||
This knowledge first he had of time-born men. ||18.1||
All that the Gods have learned is there self-known. ||18.6||
A larger lustre lit the mighty page. ||18.15||
In the Void he saw throned the Omniscience supreme. ||18.17||
The glory he had glimpsed must be his home. ||19.2||
His soul retired from all that he had done. ||20.1||
The Silence was his sole companion left. ||20.3||
To a few is given that godlike rare release. ||20.12||
The ineffable Wideness knows him for its own. ||20.18||
A nameless Marvel fills the motionless hours. ||20.20||
Eternity’s contact broke the moulds of sense. ||21.7||
Increased and heightened were the instruments. ||21.10||
The soul and cosmos faced as equal powers. ||21.19||
All was uncovered to his sealless eye. ||22.1||
All’s miracle here and can by miracle change. ||22.15||
This is that secret Nature’s edge of might. ||22.16||
This bizarre kingdom passed into his charge. ||22.21||
A greater despot tamed her despotism. ||22.24||
A border sovereign is the occult Force. ||23.1||
All there discovered what it seeks for here. ||24.9||
There he could enter, there awhile abide. ||24.23||
A limitless movement filled a limitless peace. ||25.3||
This was the single stair to being’s goal. ||26.6||
It is within, below, without, above. ||26.8||
Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme. ||26.15||
An idol of self is our mortality. ||26.17||
His vast design accepts a puny start. ||26.21||
A Mystery’s process is the universe. ||26.26||
To live this Mystery out our souls came here. ||26.33||
His call had reached the Traveller in Time. ||27.2||
A formless Stillness called, a nameless Light. ||27.4||
All that here seems has lovelier semblance there. ||28.13||
The subtle realms from those bright sheaths are made. ||28.25||
Out of its fall our denser Matter came. ||28.32||
Thus taken was God’s plunge into the Night. ||29.1||
All here is driven by an insentient will. ||29.4||
A mighty kinship is this daring’s cause. ||30.1||
To copy on earth’s copies is his art. ||30.11||
All is enamoured of its own delight. ||31.4||
The spirit stood back effaced behind its frame. ||31.12||
So now he looked beyond for greater light. ||31.20||
His destiny lay beyond in larger Space. ||31.22||
An uneven broad ascent now lured his feet. ||32.1||
The quintessence glowed of Life’s supreme delight. ||34.4||
But here were worlds lifted half-way to heaven. ||35.1||
Heaven’s joys might have been earth’s if earth were pure. ||35.3||
The spirit’s luminousness was bodied there. ||35.15||
All was a game of meeting kinglinesses. ||35.22||
A captive Life wedded her conqueror. ||35.26||
Life throned with mind, a double majesty. ||35.30||
There freedom was sole rule and highest law. ||35.45||
Life heard the call and left her native light. ||36.16||
To feed death with her works is here life’s doom. ||36.24||
Such was the evil mystery of her change. ||36.26||
Its prayer denied, it fumbled after thought. ||39.2||
There life was born but died before it could live. ||39.5||
Nothing seemed worth the labour to become. ||39.14||
But judged not so his spirit’s wakened eye. ||40.1||
This was the first cry of the awaking world. ||40.22||
It clings around us still and clamps the god. ||40.23||
This too was needed that breath and living might be. ||40.25||
Then slowly it gathers mass, looks up at Light. ||40.27||
Under this law an ignorant world was made. ||40.29||
Half-way she stopped and found her faith no more. ||41.33||
A third creation now revealed its face. ||42.1||
A mould of body’s early mind was made. ||42.2||
That strange observing Power imposed its sight. ||42.14||
A thinking entity appeared in Space. ||42.19||
Around all floated still the nescient haze. ||42.39||
All by their influence is enacted there. ||43.14||
To all half-conscious worlds they extend their reign. ||43.16||
A slowly changing order binds our will. ||43.26||
This is our doom until our souls are free. ||43.27||
Then only ends this dream of nether life. ||43.29||
Being was an inert substance driven by Force. ||44.7||
A little the Dreamer changed his pose of stone. ||44.16||
Infant self-feeling grew and birth was born. ||44.25||
Then man was moulded from the original brute. ||44.33||
Inscrutable work the cosmic agencies. ||45.5||
This is the ephemeral creature’s daily life. ||46.1||
His little hour is spent in little things. ||46.8||
Hardly a few can climb to greater life. ||46.17||
All tunes to a low scale and conscious pitch. ||46.18||
Such is our scene in the half-light below. ||46.32||
His only sunlight was his spirit’s flame. ||48.6||
It seemed a realm of lives that had no base. ||49.17||
Yet something seemed to be achieved at last. ||50.5||
All on that ladder mounts to an unseen end. ||50.13||
Even now herself she knows not what she has done. ||50.21||
It has kinship with the demon and the god. ||50.32||
On every plane, this Greatness must create. ||50.37||
Even nescient, null, her sleep creates a world. ||50.41||
One mighty passion motives all her works. ||50.52||
Yet when he is most near, she feels him far. ||50.57||
For contradiction is her nature’s law. ||50.58||
Yet something true and inward harboured there. ||51.2||
Or their own self they make their universe. ||51.7||
There Matter is soul’s result and not its cause. ||51.27||
And yet the ultimate oneness was not there. ||51.34||
Identity was not yet nor union’s peace. ||51.36||
Ever he met key-words, ignorant of their key. ||52.8||
Its stamp on her acts is undiscoverable. ||53.2||
A pathos of lost heights is its appeal. ||53.3||
Something was seen at last that looked like truth. ||53.11||
This to Life’s music gives its anthem swell. ||53.30||
For Nature’s vision climbs beyond her acts. ||54.7||
There was no issue from that dreamlike space. ||54.17||
No silent peak is found where Time can rest. ||54.21||
This was a magic stream that reached no sea. ||54.22||
All was contrivance and unceasing stir. ||54.25||
Each final scheme leads to a sequel plan. ||54.31||
Our life is a march to a victory never won. ||54.41||
All must be done for which life and death were made. ||54.47||
But who shall say that even then is rest? ||54.48||
All seems in vain, yet endless is the game. ||54.55||
An error of the gods has made the world. ||54.58||
Or indifferent the Eternal watches Time. ||54.59||
Its dangerous commerce is our suffering’s cause. ||56.2||
But he alone discerned that screened attack. ||56.6||
Thus was a balance kept, the world could live. ||57.13||
A lie was there the truth and truth a lie. ||57.18||
Once more they moved beneath a real sun. ||57.25||
Though Hell claimed rule, the spirit still had power. ||57.26||
This now composed the fetid atmosphere. ||58.22||
All that was there was on this pattern made. ||58.24||
A race possessed inhabited those parts. ||59.1||
Soon he emerged in a dim wall-less space. ||60.2||
But from the Night another answer came. ||62.3||
For her the world runs to its agony. ||62.19||
Assuming names divine they guide and rule. ||63.10||
Night is their refuge and strategic base. ||63.12||
None can reach heaven who has not passed through hell. ||63.16||
This too the traveller of the worlds must dare. ||64.1||
Above was a chill deaf eternity. ||64.24||
Around him shone a great felicitous Day. ||65.1||
Earth-nature stood reborn, comrade of heaven. ||65.24||
Immortality captured Time and carried Life. ||65.31||
Above was an ardent white tranquillity. ||66.9||
Out of its rays our mind’s full orb was born. ||66.22||
Even a greater miracle was done. ||66.27||
In those bright realms are Mind’s first forward steps. ||67.1||
A dwarf three-bodied trinity was her serf. ||68.1||
A fiery spirit came, next of the three. ||68.15||
Thence sprang the burning vision of Desire. ||68.17||
It burns all breasts with an ambiguous fire. ||68.19||
Attempt, not victory, was the charm of life. ||68.29||
Of all these Powers the greatest was the last. ||68.35||
Nothing she knew but all things hoped to know. ||68.40||
This art, this artifice are her only stock. ||68.50||
All now is questioned, all reduced to nought. ||68.53||
An inconclusive play is Reason’s toil. ||68.56||
Open to every thought, she cannot know. ||68.58||
This now she uses as the assayer’s stone. ||68.67||
All was precise, rigid, indubitable. ||68.76||
Once more we face the blank Unknowable. ||68.79||
One day the Face must burn out through the mask. ||68.104||
There ceased the limits of the labouring Power. ||70.1||
But being and creation cease not there. ||70.2||
But mind too falls back from a nameless peak. ||70.5||
His being stretched beyond the sight of Thought. ||70.6||
Far-off he saw the joining hemispheres. ||70.36||
A triple flight led to this triple world. ||71.3||
This was the play of the bright gods of Thought. ||72.1||
Truth smiled upon the gracious golden game. ||72.8||
For Truth is wider, greater than her forms. ||72.20||
Always the Ideal beckoned from afar. ||73.1||
Once kindled never can its flamings cease. ||73.25||
All there was an intense but partial light. ||73.36||
There paused the climbing hierarchy of worlds. ||74.3||
His mind reflected this vast quietism. ||74.7||
He looked below, but all was dark and mute. ||74.36||
To be was a prison, extinction the escape. ||74.42||
A covert answer to his seeking came. ||75.1||
Air was the breath of a pure infinite. ||76.7||
Into creation’s centre he had come. ||77.7||
Here was the fashioning chamber of the worlds. ||77.11||
A light appeared still and imperishable. ||77.23||
He fell down at her feet unconscious, prone. ||77.26||
At will he lived in the unoblivious Ray. ||78.32||
Neighbour his being grew to Nature’s crests. ||78.40||
A cave of darkness guards the eternal Light. ||79.6||
Near, it retreated; far, it called him still. ||79.9||
But who that mightiness was he knew not yet. ||79.13||
A giant doubt overshadowed his advance. ||79.16||
Abandoned by the worlds of form he strove. ||79.23||
But what That was, no thought or sight could tell. ||79.34||
All person perished in its namelessness. ||79.39||
O soul, it is too early to rejoice! ||80.3||
On what dead bank on the Eternal’s road? ||80.5||
Escape brings not the victory and the crown! ||80.7||
This too is Truth at the mystic fount of Life. ||80.10||
The zero covers an immortal face. ||80.18||
In absolute silence sleeps an absolute Power. ||80.20||
For one was there supreme behind the God. ||81.8||
The Formless and the Formed were joined in her. ||81.18||
Our self shall be one self with all through her. ||81.26||
Once seen, his heart acknowledged only her. ||81.29||
Only a hunger of infinite bliss was left. ||81.30||
Thus was a seed cast into endless Time. ||82.1||
A vast surrender was his only strength. ||82.8||
His soul was freed and given to her alone. ||82.12||
A mightier task remained than all he had done. ||83.1||
A neutral helpless void oppressed the years. ||83.6||
Thus could he bear the touch immaculate. ||83.16||
A last and mightiest transformation came. ||83.17||
The last movement died and all at once grew still. ||83.30||
All here self-lost had there its divine place. ||86.10||
A marriage with eternity divinised Time. ||86.16||
This darkness hides our nobler destiny. ||87.5||
He saw a world that is from a world to be. ||87.10||
A foreign shape it seemed, a mythic shade. ||87.12||
For even there the boundless Oneness dwells. ||88.3||
Then suddenly there rose a sacred stir. ||89.1||
All was a limitless sea that heaved to the moon. ||89.6||
What thou hast won is thine, but ask no more. ||89.13||
But too immense my danger and my joy. ||89.16||
Truth born too soon might break the imperfect earth. ||89.18||
The Enigma’s knot is tied in human kind. ||89.23||
A strange antinomy is his nature’s rule. ||89.32||
He has hitched his mortal error to Truth’s star. ||89.37||
Thus has he missed creation’s absolute. ||89.45||
It must live on, describe all Time’s huge curve. ||89.51||
Assent to thy high self, create, endure. ||89.62||
My light shall be in thee, my strength thy force. ||89.65||
All things shall change in God’s transfiguring hour. ||89.69||
August and sweet sank hushed that mighty Voice. ||90.1||
Hard is the doom to which thou bindst thy sons! ||90.4||
Ever the centuries and millenniums pass. ||90.7||
Where in the greyness is thy coming’s ray? ||90.8||
Where is the thunder of thy victory’s wings? ||90.9||
Only we hear the feet of passing gods. ||90.10||
All we have done is ever still to do. ||90.12||
All breaks and all renews and is the same. ||90.13||
I know that thy creation cannot fail. ||90.19||
A power arose out of my slumber’s cell. ||90.24||
“O strong forerunner, I have heard thy cry. ||91.3||
The grandiose respite failed, the wide release. ||92.7||
The mortal stir received him in its midst. ||92.10||
Day a half darkness wore as its dull dress. ||93.12||
None saw through dank drenched wicks the dungeon sun. ||93.14||
The sunlight was a great god’s golden smile. ||93.32||
All Nature was at beauty’s festival. ||93.33||
Once more that Will put on an earthly shape. ||94.11||
At once she seemed to found a mightier race. ||94.18||
Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven. ||94.22||
This at a heavenlier height was shown in her. ||94.30||
For with a greater Nature she was one. ||94.38||
There wisdom sits on her eternal throne. ||95.7||
They answered to her with the simple heart. ||96.6||
Some near approached, were touched, caught fire, then failed. ||96.9||
Too great was her demand, too pure her force. ||96.10||
Puissant, apart her soul as the gods live. ||96.12||
But like a sacred symbol’s was that cult. ||97.5||
An ancient longing struck again new roots. ||98.2||
He loves the Ignorance fathering his pain. ||98.21||
A spell is laid upon his glorious strengths. ||98.22||
Only a little lifted is Mind’s screen. ||98.26||
The Voice withdrew into its hidden skies. ||98.28||
A casual passing phrase can change our life. ||98.42||
A mighty Presence still defends thy frame. ||98.45||
Venture through the deep world to find thy mate. ||98.49||
This word was seed of all the thing to be. ||98.56||
Accustomed scenes were now an ended play. ||98.59||
Delight had fled to search the spacious world. ||98.64||
The world-ways opened before Savitri. ||99.1||
All was a part of old forgotten selves. ||99.5||
Not yet was a world all occupied by care. ||99.26||
A grandiose silence wrapped the regal day. ||100.11||
The spring winds failed; the sky was set like bronze. ||100.14||
The mighty Mother lay outstretched at ease. ||101.15||
A look, a turn decides our ill-poised fate. ||102.22||
Her vision settled, caught and all was changed. ||102.25||
An unknown imperious force drew him to her. ||102.38||
Still can the vision come, the joy arrive. ||102.56||
These knew each other though in forms thus strange. ||102.58||
I know that mighty gods are friends of earth. ||103.6||
High beauty’s visitants my inmates were. ||103.34||
The child of the Void shall be reborn in God. ||103.46||
I groped for the Mystery with the lantern, Thought. ||103.56||
I could not live the truth it spoke and thought. ||103.58||
The mystery was not solved but deepened more. ||103.63||
My mind transfigures to a rapturous seer. ||103.69||
Wilt thou not make this mortal bliss thy sphere? ||103.73||
Each now was a part of the other’s unity. ||104.17||
This now remained with her, her heart’s constant scene. ||105.10||
Thou hast not spoken with the kings of pain. ||106.32||
Moon-bright thou livest in thy inner bliss. ||106.34||
If for all time doom could be left to sleep! ||106.40||
He spoke but held his knowledge back from words. ||106.41||
So casts she her felicity on men. ||106.57||
Or must fire always test the great of soul? ||106.60||
What sudden God has met, what face supreme? ||106.65||
Whom hast thou chosen kingliest among men? ||106.71||
My father, I have chosen. This is done. ||106.75||
Astonished, all sat silent for a space. ||106.76||
Death is our road to immortality. ||106.81||
He said and Narad answered not the king. ||106.90||
Safe doors cry opening near, the doomed pass on. ||106.100||
He knows not even what his lips shall speak. ||106.103||
Yet all in vain the bitter law was made. ||106.113||
Our own minds are the justicers of doom. ||106.114||
Our sympathies become our tortures. ||106.118||
Ours not the passionless lids that cannot age. ||106.122||
Hide not from us our doom, if doom is ours. ||106.125||
To know is best, however hard to bear. ||106.127||
A lightning bright and nude the sentence fell. ||106.147||
But the queen cried: “Vain then can be Heaven’s grace! ||106.148||
But I reject the grace and the mockery. ||106.150||
Plead not thy choice, for death has made it vain. ||106.155||
Those who shall part who have grown one being within? ||106.162||
Fate’s law may change, but not my spirit’s will. ||106.165||
All passes here, nothing remains the same. ||106.169||
None is for any on this transient globe. ||106.170||
Only the gods can speak what now thou speakst. ||106.180||
Thou who art human, think not like a god. ||106.181||
Leave not thy goal to follow a beautiful face. ||106.185||
Yet hope sank down like an extinguished fire. ||107.4||
Is it thy God who made this cruel law? ||107.11||
On Nature’s gifts to man a curse was laid. ||107.26||
At every step is laid for us a snare. ||107.28||
All he has achieved he drags to the precipice. ||107.34||
All is an episode in a meaningless tale. ||107.39||
Why is it all and wherefore are we here? ||107.40||
Whence rose the call for sorrow and for pain? ||107.43||
Or all came helplessly without a cause? ||107.44||
What power forced the immortal spirit to birth? ||107.45||
A great Illusion then has built the stars. ||107.50||
Or where begins and ends Illusion’s reign? ||107.53||
In one caul with joy came forth the dreadful Power. ||108.11||
Pain ploughed the first hard ground of the world-drowse. ||108.13||
The spirit is doomed to pain till man is free. ||108.23||
Men die that man may live and God be born. ||108.25||
An awful Silence watches tragic Time. ||108.26||
Now is the debt paid, wiped off the original score. ||108.34||
He has trod with bleeding brow the Saviour’s way. ||108.39||
His knowledge immortal triumphs by his death. ||108.41||
“Yes, all is God,” peals back Heaven’s deathless call. ||108.42||
He dies that the world may be new-born and live. ||108.52||
This all must conquer who would bring down God’s peace. ||108.59||
This is the inner war without escape. ||108.61||
The human mass lingers beneath the yoke. ||109.6||
A greater power must come, a larger light. ||109.9||
He has seized life’s hands, he has mastered his own heart. ||109.14||
Then shall be ended here the Law of Pain. ||109.34||
Then shall the world-redeemer’s task be done. ||109.37||
His moments centre the vast universe. ||110.17||
He sees his little self as very God. ||110.18||
Calm is self’s victory overcoming fate. ||110.30||
Bear; thou shalt find at last thy road to bliss. ||110.31||
A vast disguise conceals the Eternal’s bliss. ||111.16||
seer, is there no remedy within? ||112.2||
All here can change if the Magician choose. ||112.17||
For only so can he be Nature’s King. ||112.20||
What else shall be is written in her soul. ||112.22||
Fate is Truth working out in Ignorance. ||112.24||
Fate is a balance drawn in Destiny’s book. . ||112.26||
Man can accept his fate, he can refuse. ||112.27||
Its splendid failures sum to victory. ||112.30||
Alone she is equal to her mighty task. ||112.46||
Cry not to heaven, for she alone can save. ||112.54||
He spoke and ceased and left the earthly scene. ||113.1||
Fate followed her foreseen immutable road. ||114.1||
A glimpse or flashes came, the Presence was hid. ||115.20||
All was too little for her bottomless need. ||115.36||
The year now paused upon the brink of change. ||115.47||
So her grief’s heavy sky shut in her heart. ||115.49||
Arise, O soul, and vanquish Time and Death. ||116.6||
Is there a God whom any cry can move? ||116.8||
The Voice replied: “Is this enough, O spirit? ||116.14||
Then Savitri’s heart fell mute, it spoke no word. ||116.20||
Open God’s door, enter into his trance. ||116.23||
This is the little surface of man’s life. ||117.17||
Man in the world’s life works out the dreams of God. ||117.21||
Man’s lower nature hides these awful guests. ||117.38||
Their vast contagion grips sometimes man’s world. ||117.39||
An awful insurgence overpowers man’s soul. ||117.40||
The unborn gods hide in his house of Life. ||117.49||
His mind creates around him its universe. ||117.51||
A vast subliminal is man’s measureless part. ||117.58||
The dim subconscient is his cavern base. ||117.59||
Our dead selves come to slay our living soul. ||117.66||
This is not all we are or all our world. ||117.70||
It shall descend and make earth’s life divine. ||117.72||
Truth made the world, not a blind Nature-Force. ||117.73||
Man human follows in God’s human steps. ||118.8||
In Matter’s body find thy heaven-born soul. ||118.10||
Soul was not there but only cries of life. ||118.23||
A thronged and clamorous air environed her. ||118.24||
This state now threatened, this she pushed from her. ||118.31||
A large deliverance came, a vast calm space. ||118.33||
Enormous was its vast and passionate voice. ||118.39||
All now was still, the soil shone dry and pure. ||118.59||
Through it all she moved not, plunged not in the vain waves. ||118.60||
Her spirit’s bounds they cast in rigid lines. ||119.4||
Each found what it had sought and knew its aim. ||120.5||
Ours is the home of cosmic certainty. ||120.10||
Here is the truth, God’s harmony is here. ||120.11||
This is the end and there is no beyond.
A favourite of Heaven and Nature live. ||120.14||
Happiest who stand on faith as on a rock. ||120.21||
Here I can stay not, for I seek my soul. ||120.23||
But others, “Nay, it is her spirit she seeks. ||120.27||
Can still the path be found, opened the gate? ||120.32||
So she fared on across her silent self. ||121.1||
Only who save themselves can others save. ||121.5||
“O Savitri, from thy hidden soul we come. ||121.9||
I am in all that suffers and that cries. ||122.10||
What profit have I of my human soul? ||122.27||
I toil like the animal, like the animal die. ||122.28||
But God has taken from me the ancient force. ||122.35||
I suffer and toil and weep; I moan and hate. ||122.38||
But thine is the power to solace, not to save. ||122.41||
There shall be peace and joy for ever more. ||122.44||
On passed she in her spirit’s upward route. ||123.1||
All beautiful grew, subtle and high and strange. ||123.3||
The earth is my floor, the sky my living’s roof. ||123.38||
All was prepared through many a silent age. ||123.39||
There is no miracle I shall not achieve. ||123.43||
I have taught my kind to serve and to obey. ||123.50||
I shall know mystic truths, seize occult powers. ||123.52||
Thou hast given men strength, wisdom thou couldst not give. ||123.58||
Thy wisdom shall be vast as vast thy power. ||123.60||
The wind was still and fragrance packed the air. ||124.2||
These powers I am and at my call they come. ||124.20||
Thus slowly I lift man’s soul nearer the Light. ||124.21||
I shall save earth, if earth consents to be saved. ||124.25||
Man only sees the cosmic surfaces. ||124.30||
Yet have I loosened the cord, enlarged my room. ||124.42||
If God is at work his secrets I have found. ||124.51||
This wizard Gods may dream, not thinking men. ||124.66||
There shall be light and peace in all the worlds. ||124.73||
Onward she passed seeking the soul’s mystic cave. ||125.1||
At first she stepped into a night of God. ||125.2||
But all was formless, voiceless, infinite. ||125.12||
An eagle covered it with wide conquering wings. ||125.24||
All happy grows towards knowledge and towards bliss. ||127.23||
What more, what more, if more must still be done? ||127.29||
A calm slow sun looked down from tranquil heavens. ||128.1||
Then rushing came its vast and fearful Fount. ||128.17||
For only the blank Eternal can be true. ||128.26||
He who would save the world must share its pain. ||128.38||
If he knows not grief, how shall he find grief’s cure? ||128.39||
Banish all thought from thee and be God’s void. ||128.46||
Annul thyself that only God may be. ||128.50||
But most her gaze pursued the birth of thought. ||129.6||
God’s summits look back on the mute Abyss. ||129.24||
The high meets the low, all is a single plan. ||129.26||
All else is Nature’s craft and this too hers. ||129.32||
This men call quietude and prize as peace. ||129.43||
Then this too paused; the body seemed a stone. ||129.45||
As yet their path lay deep concealed in light. ||129.50||
But soon that commerce failed, none reached mind’s coast. ||129.54||
Its truth escaped from shape and line and hue. ||130.22||
A formless liberation came on her. ||130.33||
As yet this great impersonal speech was rare. ||131.22||
In her the Unseen, the Unknown waited his hour. ||131.28||
The cosmos flowered in her, she was its bed. ||132.28||
All she had been and done she lived again. ||133.2||
What prayer she breathed her soul and Doorga knew. ||133.5||
At last she came to the pale mother queen. ||133.7||
Release me now and let my heart have rest. ||133.11||
But Satyavan wielded a joyous axe. ||133.22||
But as he worked, his doom upon him came. ||133.24||
Something had come there conscious, vast and dire. ||133.36||
But still the human heart in her beat on. ||134.4||
This in a moment’s depths was born in her. ||134.14||
Like a vast fire it climbed the skies of night. ||134.16||
Thus were the cords of self-oblivion torn. ||134.17||
Entomb thy passion in its living grave. ||135.15||
Onward the three still moved in her soul-scene. ||136.19||
Only in human limits man lives safe. ||136.28||
Know the cold term-stones of thy hopes in life. ||136.31||
Hungry beyond, the night desired her soul. ||137.4||
He calls the heavens to help his suffering hopes. ||137.39||
Hope not to win back to thee Satyavan. ||137.50||
Choose a life’s hopes for thy deceiving prize. ||137.53||
Conscious of immortality I walk. ||137.56||
Give, if thou must, or if thou canst, refuse. ||137.63||
I am immortal in my mortality. ||137.72||
My soul can meet them with its living fire. ||137.74||
Wherever thou leadst his soul I shall pursue. ||137.79||
Their orbs were coiled before thy soul was formed. ||137.82||
I made the worlds my net, each joy a mesh. ||137.84||
Death only lasts and the inconscient Void. ||137.103||
I only am eternal and endure. ||137.104||
I, Death, am He; there is no other God. . ||137.106||
I have made a world by my inconscient Force. ||137.108||
I, Death, am the one refuge of thy soul. ||137.112||
His being is pure, unwounded, motionless, one. ||137.119||
It is delight immortally alone. ||137.123||
I am, I love, I see, I act, I will. ||137.127||
Love in me knows the truth all changings mask. ||137.130||
I know my coming was a wave from God. ||137.133||
The Inconscient is the Superconscient’s sleep. ||138.9||
Thus all could last, yet nothing ever be. ||139.23||
It is a brilliant shadow’s dreamy trail. ||140.8||
In the Alone there is no room for love. ||140.15||
The ideal never yet was real made. ||140.17||
The snake is there and the worm in the heart of the rose. ||140.35||
Vain are the cycles of thy brilliant mind. ||140.46||
One with my fathomless Nihil all forget. ||140.48||
But I forbid thy voice to slay my soul. ||140.51||
Disguised the Lover seeks and draws our souls. ||140.64||
He named himself for me, grew Satyavan. ||140.65||
Did he not dawn on me in other stars? ||140.67||
I cherish God the Fire, not God the Dream. ||140.75||
Vain is thy longing to build heaven on earth. ||140.79||
All upon Matter stands as on a rock. ||140.88||
What seemed most real once, is Nihil’s show. ||140.90||
When all unconscious was, then all was well. ||140.97||
Nay, is not all thou art and doest a dream? ||140.115||
Thy mind and life are tricks of Matter’s force. ||140.116||
How shall the will-o’-the-wisp become a star? ||140.121||
Infant and dim the eternal Mights awoke. . ||141.12||
In waking Mind, the Thinker built his house. ||141.15||
How shall the child already be the man? ||141.19||
Because he is infant, shall he never grow? ||141.20||
Because he is ignorant, shall he never learn? ||141.21||
Still wilt thou say there is no spirit, no God? ||141.24||
A glory is his dream of purple sky. ||141.31||
A march of his greatness are the wheeling stars. ||141.32||
This world is God fulfilled in outwardness. ||141.34||
All blundered and straggled towards the one Divine. ||141.44||
O Death, this is the mystery of thy reign. ||141.63||
All grew a play of Chance simulating Fate. ||141.81||
A hidden Bliss is at the root of things. ||142.3||
A mystic slow transfiguration works. ||142.20||
I guard that seal against thy rending hands. ||142.31||
Thy words are large murmurs in a mystic dream. ||142.36||
How canst thou force to wed two eternal foes? ||142.45||
How shall thy will make one the true and false? ||142.47||
The Real with the unreal cannot mate. ||142.49||
In me all take refuge, for I, Death, am God. ||142.53||
Show me thy strength and freedom from my laws. ||142.59||
Nothing I claim but Satyavan alone. ||142.68||
There was a hush as if of doubtful fates. ||142.69||
Love shall bind by thee many gathered hearts. ||142.73||
Return, O child, to thy forsaken earth. ||142.75||
But Savitri replied, “Thy gifts resist. ||142.76||
Earth cannot flower if lonely I return. ||142.77||
Death answered her, “Return and try thy soul! ! ||142.84||
The heavens accept our broken flights at last. ||142.94||
Thus with armed speech the great opponents strove. . ||142.98||
Above was the unseen balance of his fate. ||142.109||
But all were dreams crossing an empty vast. ||143.12||
There is no house for him in hurrying Time. ||144.11||
All walk by Nature bound for ever the same. ||144.13||
Where leads the march, whither the pilgrimage? ||144.16||
Who keeps the map of the route or planned each stage? ||144.17||
Or else self-moved the world walks its own way? ||144.18||
O soul, drown in his still beatitude. ||144.35||
The world is not cut off from Truth and God. ||144.43||
I have pursued him in his earthly form. ||144.53||
Then rang again a deeper cry of Death. ||145.1||
Yet was all nothing then or vainly achieved? ||145.4||
But the violent and passionate heart forbids. ||145.9||
Lo, how all shakes when the gods tread too near! ||145.17||
All moves, is in peril, anguished, torn, upheaved. ||145.18||
Be still and tardy in the slow wise world. ||145.21||
Use not thy strength like the wild Titan souls! ||145.23||
Are thy arms sweeter than the courts of God? ||145.36||
Far Heaven can wait our coming in its calm. ||145.41||
Easy the heavens were to build for God. ||145.42||
Why came it down into the mortal’s Space? ||145.46||
This is my answer to thy lures, O Death. ||145.51||
Eternal truth lives not with mortal men. ||146.14||
Then will I give thee back thy Satyavan. ||146.16||
But here are only facts and steel-bound Law. ||146.17||
Leave then thy dead, O Savitri, and live. ||146.21||
All contraries are aspects of God’s face. ||146.25||
A demi-god animal, came thinking man. ||146.43||
There man can visit but there he cannot live. ||146.49||
But who can show to thee Truth’s glorious face? ||146.68||
Our human words can only shadow her. . ||146.69||
Who then art thou hiding in human guise? ||146.76||
But where is thy strength to conquer Time and Death? ||146.78||
Hast thou God’s force to build heaven’s values here? ||146.79||
And Savitri looked on Death and answered not. ||147.1||
A mighty transformation came on her. ||147.3||
Thus changed she waited for the Word to speak. ||147.12||
Eternity looked into the eyes of Death. ||147.13||
And Darkness saw God’s living Reality. ||147.14||
Thou art my shadow and my instrument. ||147.18||
Live, Death, awhile, be still my instrument. . ||147.21||
Unshakable he stood claiming his right. ||147.26||
The two opposed each other face to face. ||147.28||
His body was eaten by light, his spirit devoured. ||147.34||
A changed earth-nature felt the breath of peace. ||148.12||
What would be suffering here, was fiery bliss. ||148.31||
The strong who stumble and sin were calm proud gods. ||148.45||
Transfigured was the formidable shape. ||149.3||
Night the dim mask had grown a wonderful face. . ||149.5||
All powers were woven in countless concords here. ||149.25||
The bliss that made the world in his body lived. ||149.26||
Two looked upon each other, Soul saw Soul. ||149.35||
The eyes that live in night shall see my form. ||150.6||
Attend that moment of celestial fate. ||150.11||
Too far thy heavens for me from suffering men. ||151.9|
Imperfect is the joy not shared by all. ||151.10||
Are there not still a million fights to wage? ||151.14||
Fashion to beauty, point us through the world. ||151.17||
There is the All-Truth and there the timeless bliss. ||152.6||
There are high glimpses, not the lasting sight. ||152.9||
I sacrifice not earth to happier worlds. ||153.3||
I claim thee for the world that thou hast made. ||153.10||
In an ineffable world she lived fulfilled. ||153.30||
The form of things had ceased within her soul. ||153.34||
Invisible that perfect godhead now. ||153.35||
The moments fell into eternity. ||153.39||
But someone yearned within a bosom unknown. ||153.40||
Thy calm, O Lord, that bears thy hands of joy. ||153.42||
My will is thine, what thou hast chosen I choose. ||154.2||
All thou hast asked I give to earth and men. ||154.3||
Now will I do in thee my marvellous works. ||154.7||
Nowhere shalt thou escape my living eyes. ||154.16||
My fiercest masks shall my attractions bring. ||154.22||
Thou shalt not shrink from any brother soul. ||154.32||
Thou shalt be attracted helplessly to all. ||154.33||
For ever love, O beautiful slave of God! ||154.41||
“Descend to life with him thy heart desires. ||155.1||
There is an infinite truth, an absolute power. ||155.16||
Then shall the Truth supreme be given to men. ||155.23||
A mightier race shall inhabit the mortal’s world. ||155.38||
Man shall desire to climb to his own heights. ||155.57||
The measure of that subtle music ceased. ||156.1||
A choir of laughing winds to meet her came. ||156.4||
All still was in a silence of the gods. ||156.13||
A key turned in a mystic lock of Time. ||156.16||
A power leaned down, a happiness found its home. ||156.18||
Over wide earth brooded the infinite bliss. ||156.19||
Out of abysmal trance her spirit woke. ||157.1||
A marvellous voice of silence breathed its thoughts. ||157.9||
Boundless she was, a form of infinity. ||157.13||
Let us go back, for eve is in the skies. ||157.47||
Lo, all these beings in this wonderful world! ||157.49||
Let us give joy to all, for joy is ours. ||157.50||
Her eyes were first to find her children’s forms. ||158.10||
What danger kept thee for the darkening woods? ||158.13||
With her enchantments she has twined me round. ||158.17||
The impassive skies were neutral, empty, still. ||1.7||
All can be done if the god-touch is there. ||1.17||
The brief perpetual sign recurred above. ||1.25||
All grew a consecration and a rite. ||1.34||
The message ceased and waned the messenger. ||1.41||
There was the common light of earthly day. ||1.44||
Time’s message of brief light was not for her. ||2.4||
In vain now seemed the splendid sacrifice. ||2.9||
Only a vague earth-nature held the frame. ||2.31||
But now she stirred, her life shared the cosmic load. ||2.32||
All the fierce question of man’s hours relived. ||2.37||
Immobile in herself, she gathered force. ||2.41||
This was the day when Satyavan must die. ||2.42||
Twelve passionate months led in a day of fate. ||3.5||
The great and dolorous moment now was close. ||3.16||
There was her drama’s radiant prologue lived. ||3.25||
Well might he find in her his perfect shrine. ||3.28||
All in her pointed to a nobler kind. ||3.30||
For even her gulfs were secrecies of light. ||3.39||
In her he met his own eternity. ||3.42||
Till then no mournful line had barred this ray. ||4.1||
One dealt with her who meets the burdened great. ||4.9||
A conscious frame was here, a self-born Force. ||4.18||
A gaol is this immense material world. ||4.21||
But one stood up and lit the limitless flame. ||4.25||
In her the superhuman cast its seed. ||4.28||
To stay the wheels of Doom this greatness rose. ||4.34||
It bore the stroke of That which kills and saves. ||4.36||
A Godhead stands behind the brute machine. ||4.45||
A world’s desire compelled her mortal birth. ||5.1||
His days were a long growth to the Supreme. ||5.9||
Then is revealed in man the overt Divine. ||5.25||
A Seer was born, a shining Guest of Time. ||5.35||
His march now soared into an eagle’s flight. ||5.39||
He owned the house of undivided Time. ||6.17||
The mind leaned out to meet the hidden worlds. ||6.24||
A vast unanimity ended life’s debate. ||6.53||
His soul stood free, a witness and a king. ||6.55||
Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience. ||7.26||
A music spoke transcending mortal speech. ||8.2||
Life kept no more a dull and meaningless shape. ||8.34||
All now suppressed in us began to emerge. ||8.44||
His acts betrayed not the interior flame. ||9.8||
This forged the greatness of his front to earth. ||9.9||
His walk through Time outstripped the human stride. ||9.14||
Lonely his days and splendid like the sun’s. ||9.15||
On a height he stood that looked towards greater heights. ||10.1||
What now we see is a shadow of what must come. ||10.3||
Out of the unknown we move to the unknown. ||11.5||
A struggling ignorance is his wisdom’s mate. ||11.35||
Thus will the masked Transcendent mount his throne. ||11.44||
Two are the ends of the mysterious plan. ||12.9||
In Time he waits for the Eternal’s hour. ||12.24||
These calm and distant Mights shall act at last. ||12.31||
His face of human thought puts on a crown. ||14.15||
Our life is a paradox with God for key. ||15.11||
But now he hears the sound of larger seas. ||17.5||
A greater world Time’s traveller must explore. ||17.12||
Always he follows in her force’s wake. ||17.23||
This knowledge first he had of time-born men. ||18.1||
All that the Gods have learned is there self-known. ||18.6||
A larger lustre lit the mighty page. ||18.15||
In the Void he saw throned the Omniscience supreme. ||18.17||
The glory he had glimpsed must be his home. ||19.2||
His soul retired from all that he had done. ||20.1||
The Silence was his sole companion left. ||20.3||
To a few is given that godlike rare release. ||20.12||
The ineffable Wideness knows him for its own. ||20.18||
A nameless Marvel fills the motionless hours. ||20.20||
Eternity’s contact broke the moulds of sense. ||21.7||
Increased and heightened were the instruments. ||21.10||
The soul and cosmos faced as equal powers. ||21.19||
All was uncovered to his sealless eye. ||22.1||
All’s miracle here and can by miracle change. ||22.15||
This is that secret Nature’s edge of might. ||22.16||
This bizarre kingdom passed into his charge. ||22.21||
A greater despot tamed her despotism. ||22.24||
A border sovereign is the occult Force. ||23.1||
All there discovered what it seeks for here. ||24.9||
There he could enter, there awhile abide. ||24.23||
A limitless movement filled a limitless peace. ||25.3||
This was the single stair to being’s goal. ||26.6||
It is within, below, without, above. ||26.8||
Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme. ||26.15||
An idol of self is our mortality. ||26.17||
His vast design accepts a puny start. ||26.21||
A Mystery’s process is the universe. ||26.26||
To live this Mystery out our souls came here. ||26.33||
His call had reached the Traveller in Time. ||27.2||
A formless Stillness called, a nameless Light. ||27.4||
All that here seems has lovelier semblance there. ||28.13||
The subtle realms from those bright sheaths are made. ||28.25||
Out of its fall our denser Matter came. ||28.32||
Thus taken was God’s plunge into the Night. ||29.1||
All here is driven by an insentient will. ||29.4||
A mighty kinship is this daring’s cause. ||30.1||
To copy on earth’s copies is his art. ||30.11||
All is enamoured of its own delight. ||31.4||
The spirit stood back effaced behind its frame. ||31.12||
So now he looked beyond for greater light. ||31.20||
His destiny lay beyond in larger Space. ||31.22||
An uneven broad ascent now lured his feet. ||32.1||
The quintessence glowed of Life’s supreme delight. ||34.4||
But here were worlds lifted half-way to heaven. ||35.1||
Heaven’s joys might have been earth’s if earth were pure. ||35.3||
The spirit’s luminousness was bodied there. ||35.15||
All was a game of meeting kinglinesses. ||35.22||
A captive Life wedded her conqueror. ||35.26||
Life throned with mind, a double majesty. ||35.30||
There freedom was sole rule and highest law. ||35.45||
Life heard the call and left her native light. ||36.16||
To feed death with her works is here life’s doom. ||36.24||
Such was the evil mystery of her change. ||36.26||
Its prayer denied, it fumbled after thought. ||39.2||
There life was born but died before it could live. ||39.5||
Nothing seemed worth the labour to become. ||39.14||
But judged not so his spirit’s wakened eye. ||40.1||
This was the first cry of the awaking world. ||40.22||
It clings around us still and clamps the god. ||40.23||
This too was needed that breath and living might be. ||40.25||
Then slowly it gathers mass, looks up at Light. ||40.27||
Under this law an ignorant world was made. ||40.29||
Half-way she stopped and found her faith no more. ||41.33||
A third creation now revealed its face. ||42.1||
A mould of body’s early mind was made. ||42.2||
That strange observing Power imposed its sight. ||42.14||
A thinking entity appeared in Space. ||42.19||
Around all floated still the nescient haze. ||42.39||
All by their influence is enacted there. ||43.14||
To all half-conscious worlds they extend their reign. ||43.16||
A slowly changing order binds our will. ||43.26||
This is our doom until our souls are free. ||43.27||
Then only ends this dream of nether life. ||43.29||
Being was an inert substance driven by Force. ||44.7||
A little the Dreamer changed his pose of stone. ||44.16||
Infant self-feeling grew and birth was born. ||44.25||
Then man was moulded from the original brute. ||44.33||
Inscrutable work the cosmic agencies. ||45.5||
This is the ephemeral creature’s daily life. ||46.1||
His little hour is spent in little things. ||46.8||
Hardly a few can climb to greater life. ||46.17||
All tunes to a low scale and conscious pitch. ||46.18||
Such is our scene in the half-light below. ||46.32||
His only sunlight was his spirit’s flame. ||48.6||
It seemed a realm of lives that had no base. ||49.17||
Yet something seemed to be achieved at last. ||50.5||
All on that ladder mounts to an unseen end. ||50.13||
Even now herself she knows not what she has done. ||50.21||
It has kinship with the demon and the god. ||50.32||
On every plane, this Greatness must create. ||50.37||
Even nescient, null, her sleep creates a world. ||50.41||
One mighty passion motives all her works. ||50.52||
Yet when he is most near, she feels him far. ||50.57||
For contradiction is her nature’s law. ||50.58||
Yet something true and inward harboured there. ||51.2||
Or their own self they make their universe. ||51.7||
There Matter is soul’s result and not its cause. ||51.27||
And yet the ultimate oneness was not there. ||51.34||
Identity was not yet nor union’s peace. ||51.36||
Ever he met key-words, ignorant of their key. ||52.8||
Its stamp on her acts is undiscoverable. ||53.2||
A pathos of lost heights is its appeal. ||53.3||
Something was seen at last that looked like truth. ||53.11||
This to Life’s music gives its anthem swell. ||53.30||
For Nature’s vision climbs beyond her acts. ||54.7||
There was no issue from that dreamlike space. ||54.17||
No silent peak is found where Time can rest. ||54.21||
This was a magic stream that reached no sea. ||54.22||
All was contrivance and unceasing stir. ||54.25||
Each final scheme leads to a sequel plan. ||54.31||
Our life is a march to a victory never won. ||54.41||
All must be done for which life and death were made. ||54.47||
But who shall say that even then is rest? ||54.48||
All seems in vain, yet endless is the game. ||54.55||
An error of the gods has made the world. ||54.58||
Or indifferent the Eternal watches Time. ||54.59||
Its dangerous commerce is our suffering’s cause. ||56.2||
But he alone discerned that screened attack. ||56.6||
Thus was a balance kept, the world could live. ||57.13||
A lie was there the truth and truth a lie. ||57.18||
Once more they moved beneath a real sun. ||57.25||
Though Hell claimed rule, the spirit still had power. ||57.26||
This now composed the fetid atmosphere. ||58.22||
All that was there was on this pattern made. ||58.24||
A race possessed inhabited those parts. ||59.1||
Soon he emerged in a dim wall-less space. ||60.2||
But from the Night another answer came. ||62.3||
For her the world runs to its agony. ||62.19||
Assuming names divine they guide and rule. ||63.10||
Night is their refuge and strategic base. ||63.12||
None can reach heaven who has not passed through hell. ||63.16||
This too the traveller of the worlds must dare. ||64.1||
Above was a chill deaf eternity. ||64.24||
Around him shone a great felicitous Day. ||65.1||
Earth-nature stood reborn, comrade of heaven. ||65.24||
Immortality captured Time and carried Life. ||65.31||
Above was an ardent white tranquillity. ||66.9||
Out of its rays our mind’s full orb was born. ||66.22||
Even a greater miracle was done. ||66.27||
In those bright realms are Mind’s first forward steps. ||67.1||
A dwarf three-bodied trinity was her serf. ||68.1||
A fiery spirit came, next of the three. ||68.15||
Thence sprang the burning vision of Desire. ||68.17||
It burns all breasts with an ambiguous fire. ||68.19||
Attempt, not victory, was the charm of life. ||68.29||
Of all these Powers the greatest was the last. ||68.35||
Nothing she knew but all things hoped to know. ||68.40||
This art, this artifice are her only stock. ||68.50||
All now is questioned, all reduced to nought. ||68.53||
An inconclusive play is Reason’s toil. ||68.56||
Open to every thought, she cannot know. ||68.58||
This now she uses as the assayer’s stone. ||68.67||
All was precise, rigid, indubitable. ||68.76||
Once more we face the blank Unknowable. ||68.79||
One day the Face must burn out through the mask. ||68.104||
There ceased the limits of the labouring Power. ||70.1||
But being and creation cease not there. ||70.2||
But mind too falls back from a nameless peak. ||70.5||
His being stretched beyond the sight of Thought. ||70.6||
Far-off he saw the joining hemispheres. ||70.36||
A triple flight led to this triple world. ||71.3||
This was the play of the bright gods of Thought. ||72.1||
Truth smiled upon the gracious golden game. ||72.8||
For Truth is wider, greater than her forms. ||72.20||
Always the Ideal beckoned from afar. ||73.1||
Once kindled never can its flamings cease. ||73.25||
All there was an intense but partial light. ||73.36||
There paused the climbing hierarchy of worlds. ||74.3||
His mind reflected this vast quietism. ||74.7||
He looked below, but all was dark and mute. ||74.36||
To be was a prison, extinction the escape. ||74.42||
A covert answer to his seeking came. ||75.1||
Air was the breath of a pure infinite. ||76.7||
Into creation’s centre he had come. ||77.7||
Here was the fashioning chamber of the worlds. ||77.11||
A light appeared still and imperishable. ||77.23||
He fell down at her feet unconscious, prone. ||77.26||
At will he lived in the unoblivious Ray. ||78.32||
Neighbour his being grew to Nature’s crests. ||78.40||
A cave of darkness guards the eternal Light. ||79.6||
Near, it retreated; far, it called him still. ||79.9||
But who that mightiness was he knew not yet. ||79.13||
A giant doubt overshadowed his advance. ||79.16||
Abandoned by the worlds of form he strove. ||79.23||
But what That was, no thought or sight could tell. ||79.34||
All person perished in its namelessness. ||79.39||
O soul, it is too early to rejoice! ||80.3||
On what dead bank on the Eternal’s road? ||80.5||
Escape brings not the victory and the crown! ||80.7||
This too is Truth at the mystic fount of Life. ||80.10||
The zero covers an immortal face. ||80.18||
In absolute silence sleeps an absolute Power. ||80.20||
For one was there supreme behind the God. ||81.8||
The Formless and the Formed were joined in her. ||81.18||
Our self shall be one self with all through her. ||81.26||
Once seen, his heart acknowledged only her. ||81.29||
Only a hunger of infinite bliss was left. ||81.30||
Thus was a seed cast into endless Time. ||82.1||
A vast surrender was his only strength. ||82.8||
His soul was freed and given to her alone. ||82.12||
A mightier task remained than all he had done. ||83.1||
A neutral helpless void oppressed the years. ||83.6||
Thus could he bear the touch immaculate. ||83.16||
A last and mightiest transformation came. ||83.17||
The last movement died and all at once grew still. ||83.30||
All here self-lost had there its divine place. ||86.10||
A marriage with eternity divinised Time. ||86.16||
This darkness hides our nobler destiny. ||87.5||
He saw a world that is from a world to be. ||87.10||
A foreign shape it seemed, a mythic shade. ||87.12||
For even there the boundless Oneness dwells. ||88.3||
Then suddenly there rose a sacred stir. ||89.1||
All was a limitless sea that heaved to the moon. ||89.6||
What thou hast won is thine, but ask no more. ||89.13||
But too immense my danger and my joy. ||89.16||
Truth born too soon might break the imperfect earth. ||89.18||
The Enigma’s knot is tied in human kind. ||89.23||
A strange antinomy is his nature’s rule. ||89.32||
He has hitched his mortal error to Truth’s star. ||89.37||
Thus has he missed creation’s absolute. ||89.45||
It must live on, describe all Time’s huge curve. ||89.51||
Assent to thy high self, create, endure. ||89.62||
My light shall be in thee, my strength thy force. ||89.65||
All things shall change in God’s transfiguring hour. ||89.69||
August and sweet sank hushed that mighty Voice. ||90.1||
Hard is the doom to which thou bindst thy sons! ||90.4||
Ever the centuries and millenniums pass. ||90.7||
Where in the greyness is thy coming’s ray? ||90.8||
Where is the thunder of thy victory’s wings? ||90.9||
Only we hear the feet of passing gods. ||90.10||
All we have done is ever still to do. ||90.12||
All breaks and all renews and is the same. ||90.13||
I know that thy creation cannot fail. ||90.19||
A power arose out of my slumber’s cell. ||90.24||
“O strong forerunner, I have heard thy cry. ||91.3||
The grandiose respite failed, the wide release. ||92.7||
The mortal stir received him in its midst. ||92.10||
Day a half darkness wore as its dull dress. ||93.12||
None saw through dank drenched wicks the dungeon sun. ||93.14||
The sunlight was a great god’s golden smile. ||93.32||
All Nature was at beauty’s festival. ||93.33||
Once more that Will put on an earthly shape. ||94.11||
At once she seemed to found a mightier race. ||94.18||
Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven. ||94.22||
This at a heavenlier height was shown in her. ||94.30||
For with a greater Nature she was one. ||94.38||
There wisdom sits on her eternal throne. ||95.7||
They answered to her with the simple heart. ||96.6||
Some near approached, were touched, caught fire, then failed. ||96.9||
Too great was her demand, too pure her force. ||96.10||
Puissant, apart her soul as the gods live. ||96.12||
But like a sacred symbol’s was that cult. ||97.5||
An ancient longing struck again new roots. ||98.2||
He loves the Ignorance fathering his pain. ||98.21||
A spell is laid upon his glorious strengths. ||98.22||
Only a little lifted is Mind’s screen. ||98.26||
The Voice withdrew into its hidden skies. ||98.28||
A casual passing phrase can change our life. ||98.42||
A mighty Presence still defends thy frame. ||98.45||
Venture through the deep world to find thy mate. ||98.49||
This word was seed of all the thing to be. ||98.56||
Accustomed scenes were now an ended play. ||98.59||
Delight had fled to search the spacious world. ||98.64||
The world-ways opened before Savitri. ||99.1||
All was a part of old forgotten selves. ||99.5||
Not yet was a world all occupied by care. ||99.26||
A grandiose silence wrapped the regal day. ||100.11||
The spring winds failed; the sky was set like bronze. ||100.14||
The mighty Mother lay outstretched at ease. ||101.15||
A look, a turn decides our ill-poised fate. ||102.22||
Her vision settled, caught and all was changed. ||102.25||
An unknown imperious force drew him to her. ||102.38||
Still can the vision come, the joy arrive. ||102.56||
These knew each other though in forms thus strange. ||102.58||
I know that mighty gods are friends of earth. ||103.6||
High beauty’s visitants my inmates were. ||103.34||
The child of the Void shall be reborn in God. ||103.46||
I groped for the Mystery with the lantern, Thought. ||103.56||
I could not live the truth it spoke and thought. ||103.58||
The mystery was not solved but deepened more. ||103.63||
My mind transfigures to a rapturous seer. ||103.69||
Wilt thou not make this mortal bliss thy sphere? ||103.73||
Each now was a part of the other’s unity. ||104.17||
This now remained with her, her heart’s constant scene. ||105.10||
Thou hast not spoken with the kings of pain. ||106.32||
Moon-bright thou livest in thy inner bliss. ||106.34||
If for all time doom could be left to sleep! ||106.40||
He spoke but held his knowledge back from words. ||106.41||
So casts she her felicity on men. ||106.57||
Or must fire always test the great of soul? ||106.60||
What sudden God has met, what face supreme? ||106.65||
Whom hast thou chosen kingliest among men? ||106.71||
My father, I have chosen. This is done. ||106.75||
Astonished, all sat silent for a space. ||106.76||
Death is our road to immortality. ||106.81||
He said and Narad answered not the king. ||106.90||
Safe doors cry opening near, the doomed pass on. ||106.100||
He knows not even what his lips shall speak. ||106.103||
Yet all in vain the bitter law was made. ||106.113||
Our own minds are the justicers of doom. ||106.114||
Our sympathies become our tortures. ||106.118||
Ours not the passionless lids that cannot age. ||106.122||
Hide not from us our doom, if doom is ours. ||106.125||
To know is best, however hard to bear. ||106.127||
A lightning bright and nude the sentence fell. ||106.147||
But the queen cried: “Vain then can be Heaven’s grace! ||106.148||
But I reject the grace and the mockery. ||106.150||
Plead not thy choice, for death has made it vain. ||106.155||
Those who shall part who have grown one being within? ||106.162||
Fate’s law may change, but not my spirit’s will. ||106.165||
All passes here, nothing remains the same. ||106.169||
None is for any on this transient globe. ||106.170||
Only the gods can speak what now thou speakst. ||106.180||
Thou who art human, think not like a god. ||106.181||
Leave not thy goal to follow a beautiful face. ||106.185||
Yet hope sank down like an extinguished fire. ||107.4||
Is it thy God who made this cruel law? ||107.11||
On Nature’s gifts to man a curse was laid. ||107.26||
At every step is laid for us a snare. ||107.28||
All he has achieved he drags to the precipice. ||107.34||
All is an episode in a meaningless tale. ||107.39||
Why is it all and wherefore are we here? ||107.40||
Whence rose the call for sorrow and for pain? ||107.43||
Or all came helplessly without a cause? ||107.44||
What power forced the immortal spirit to birth? ||107.45||
A great Illusion then has built the stars. ||107.50||
Or where begins and ends Illusion’s reign? ||107.53||
In one caul with joy came forth the dreadful Power. ||108.11||
Pain ploughed the first hard ground of the world-drowse. ||108.13||
The spirit is doomed to pain till man is free. ||108.23||
Men die that man may live and God be born. ||108.25||
An awful Silence watches tragic Time. ||108.26||
Now is the debt paid, wiped off the original score. ||108.34||
He has trod with bleeding brow the Saviour’s way. ||108.39||
His knowledge immortal triumphs by his death. ||108.41||
“Yes, all is God,” peals back Heaven’s deathless call. ||108.42||
He dies that the world may be new-born and live. ||108.52||
This all must conquer who would bring down God’s peace. ||108.59||
This is the inner war without escape. ||108.61||
The human mass lingers beneath the yoke. ||109.6||
A greater power must come, a larger light. ||109.9||
He has seized life’s hands, he has mastered his own heart. ||109.14||
Then shall be ended here the Law of Pain. ||109.34||
Then shall the world-redeemer’s task be done. ||109.37||
His moments centre the vast universe. ||110.17||
He sees his little self as very God. ||110.18||
Calm is self’s victory overcoming fate. ||110.30||
Bear; thou shalt find at last thy road to bliss. ||110.31||
A vast disguise conceals the Eternal’s bliss. ||111.16||
seer, is there no remedy within? ||112.2||
All here can change if the Magician choose. ||112.17||
For only so can he be Nature’s King. ||112.20||
What else shall be is written in her soul. ||112.22||
Fate is Truth working out in Ignorance. ||112.24||
Fate is a balance drawn in Destiny’s book. . ||112.26||
Man can accept his fate, he can refuse. ||112.27||
Its splendid failures sum to victory. ||112.30||
Alone she is equal to her mighty task. ||112.46||
Cry not to heaven, for she alone can save. ||112.54||
He spoke and ceased and left the earthly scene. ||113.1||
Fate followed her foreseen immutable road. ||114.1||
A glimpse or flashes came, the Presence was hid. ||115.20||
All was too little for her bottomless need. ||115.36||
The year now paused upon the brink of change. ||115.47||
So her grief’s heavy sky shut in her heart. ||115.49||
Arise, O soul, and vanquish Time and Death. ||116.6||
Is there a God whom any cry can move? ||116.8||
The Voice replied: “Is this enough, O spirit? ||116.14||
Then Savitri’s heart fell mute, it spoke no word. ||116.20||
Open God’s door, enter into his trance. ||116.23||
This is the little surface of man’s life. ||117.17||
Man in the world’s life works out the dreams of God. ||117.21||
Man’s lower nature hides these awful guests. ||117.38||
Their vast contagion grips sometimes man’s world. ||117.39||
An awful insurgence overpowers man’s soul. ||117.40||
The unborn gods hide in his house of Life. ||117.49||
His mind creates around him its universe. ||117.51||
A vast subliminal is man’s measureless part. ||117.58||
The dim subconscient is his cavern base. ||117.59||
Our dead selves come to slay our living soul. ||117.66||
This is not all we are or all our world. ||117.70||
It shall descend and make earth’s life divine. ||117.72||
Truth made the world, not a blind Nature-Force. ||117.73||
Man human follows in God’s human steps. ||118.8||
In Matter’s body find thy heaven-born soul. ||118.10||
Soul was not there but only cries of life. ||118.23||
A thronged and clamorous air environed her. ||118.24||
This state now threatened, this she pushed from her. ||118.31||
A large deliverance came, a vast calm space. ||118.33||
Enormous was its vast and passionate voice. ||118.39||
All now was still, the soil shone dry and pure. ||118.59||
Through it all she moved not, plunged not in the vain waves. ||118.60||
Her spirit’s bounds they cast in rigid lines. ||119.4||
Each found what it had sought and knew its aim. ||120.5||
Ours is the home of cosmic certainty. ||120.10||
Here is the truth, God’s harmony is here. ||120.11||
This is the end and there is no beyond.
A favourite of Heaven and Nature live. ||120.14||
Happiest who stand on faith as on a rock. ||120.21||
Here I can stay not, for I seek my soul. ||120.23||
But others, “Nay, it is her spirit she seeks. ||120.27||
Can still the path be found, opened the gate? ||120.32||
So she fared on across her silent self. ||121.1||
Only who save themselves can others save. ||121.5||
“O Savitri, from thy hidden soul we come. ||121.9||
I am in all that suffers and that cries. ||122.10||
What profit have I of my human soul? ||122.27||
I toil like the animal, like the animal die. ||122.28||
But God has taken from me the ancient force. ||122.35||
I suffer and toil and weep; I moan and hate. ||122.38||
But thine is the power to solace, not to save. ||122.41||
There shall be peace and joy for ever more. ||122.44||
On passed she in her spirit’s upward route. ||123.1||
All beautiful grew, subtle and high and strange. ||123.3||
The earth is my floor, the sky my living’s roof. ||123.38||
All was prepared through many a silent age. ||123.39||
There is no miracle I shall not achieve. ||123.43||
I have taught my kind to serve and to obey. ||123.50||
I shall know mystic truths, seize occult powers. ||123.52||
Thou hast given men strength, wisdom thou couldst not give. ||123.58||
Thy wisdom shall be vast as vast thy power. ||123.60||
The wind was still and fragrance packed the air. ||124.2||
These powers I am and at my call they come. ||124.20||
Thus slowly I lift man’s soul nearer the Light. ||124.21||
I shall save earth, if earth consents to be saved. ||124.25||
Man only sees the cosmic surfaces. ||124.30||
Yet have I loosened the cord, enlarged my room. ||124.42||
If God is at work his secrets I have found. ||124.51||
This wizard Gods may dream, not thinking men. ||124.66||
There shall be light and peace in all the worlds. ||124.73||
Onward she passed seeking the soul’s mystic cave. ||125.1||
At first she stepped into a night of God. ||125.2||
But all was formless, voiceless, infinite. ||125.12||
An eagle covered it with wide conquering wings. ||125.24||
All happy grows towards knowledge and towards bliss. ||127.23||
What more, what more, if more must still be done? ||127.29||
A calm slow sun looked down from tranquil heavens. ||128.1||
Then rushing came its vast and fearful Fount. ||128.17||
For only the blank Eternal can be true. ||128.26||
He who would save the world must share its pain. ||128.38||
If he knows not grief, how shall he find grief’s cure? ||128.39||
Banish all thought from thee and be God’s void. ||128.46||
Annul thyself that only God may be. ||128.50||
But most her gaze pursued the birth of thought. ||129.6||
God’s summits look back on the mute Abyss. ||129.24||
The high meets the low, all is a single plan. ||129.26||
All else is Nature’s craft and this too hers. ||129.32||
This men call quietude and prize as peace. ||129.43||
Then this too paused; the body seemed a stone. ||129.45||
As yet their path lay deep concealed in light. ||129.50||
But soon that commerce failed, none reached mind’s coast. ||129.54||
Its truth escaped from shape and line and hue. ||130.22||
A formless liberation came on her. ||130.33||
As yet this great impersonal speech was rare. ||131.22||
In her the Unseen, the Unknown waited his hour. ||131.28||
The cosmos flowered in her, she was its bed. ||132.28||
All she had been and done she lived again. ||133.2||
What prayer she breathed her soul and Doorga knew. ||133.5||
At last she came to the pale mother queen. ||133.7||
Release me now and let my heart have rest. ||133.11||
But Satyavan wielded a joyous axe. ||133.22||
But as he worked, his doom upon him came. ||133.24||
Something had come there conscious, vast and dire. ||133.36||
But still the human heart in her beat on. ||134.4||
This in a moment’s depths was born in her. ||134.14||
Like a vast fire it climbed the skies of night. ||134.16||
Thus were the cords of self-oblivion torn. ||134.17||
Entomb thy passion in its living grave. ||135.15||
Onward the three still moved in her soul-scene. ||136.19||
Only in human limits man lives safe. ||136.28||
Know the cold term-stones of thy hopes in life. ||136.31||
Hungry beyond, the night desired her soul. ||137.4||
He calls the heavens to help his suffering hopes. ||137.39||
Hope not to win back to thee Satyavan. ||137.50||
Choose a life’s hopes for thy deceiving prize. ||137.53||
Conscious of immortality I walk. ||137.56||
Give, if thou must, or if thou canst, refuse. ||137.63||
I am immortal in my mortality. ||137.72||
My soul can meet them with its living fire. ||137.74||
Wherever thou leadst his soul I shall pursue. ||137.79||
Their orbs were coiled before thy soul was formed. ||137.82||
I made the worlds my net, each joy a mesh. ||137.84||
Death only lasts and the inconscient Void. ||137.103||
I only am eternal and endure. ||137.104||
I, Death, am He; there is no other God. . ||137.106||
I have made a world by my inconscient Force. ||137.108||
I, Death, am the one refuge of thy soul. ||137.112||
His being is pure, unwounded, motionless, one. ||137.119||
It is delight immortally alone. ||137.123||
I am, I love, I see, I act, I will. ||137.127||
Love in me knows the truth all changings mask. ||137.130||
I know my coming was a wave from God. ||137.133||
The Inconscient is the Superconscient’s sleep. ||138.9||
Thus all could last, yet nothing ever be. ||139.23||
It is a brilliant shadow’s dreamy trail. ||140.8||
In the Alone there is no room for love. ||140.15||
The ideal never yet was real made. ||140.17||
The snake is there and the worm in the heart of the rose. ||140.35||
Vain are the cycles of thy brilliant mind. ||140.46||
One with my fathomless Nihil all forget. ||140.48||
But I forbid thy voice to slay my soul. ||140.51||
Disguised the Lover seeks and draws our souls. ||140.64||
He named himself for me, grew Satyavan. ||140.65||
Did he not dawn on me in other stars? ||140.67||
I cherish God the Fire, not God the Dream. ||140.75||
Vain is thy longing to build heaven on earth. ||140.79||
All upon Matter stands as on a rock. ||140.88||
What seemed most real once, is Nihil’s show. ||140.90||
When all unconscious was, then all was well. ||140.97||
Nay, is not all thou art and doest a dream? ||140.115||
Thy mind and life are tricks of Matter’s force. ||140.116||
How shall the will-o’-the-wisp become a star? ||140.121||
Infant and dim the eternal Mights awoke. . ||141.12||
In waking Mind, the Thinker built his house. ||141.15||
How shall the child already be the man? ||141.19||
Because he is infant, shall he never grow? ||141.20||
Because he is ignorant, shall he never learn? ||141.21||
Still wilt thou say there is no spirit, no God? ||141.24||
A glory is his dream of purple sky. ||141.31||
A march of his greatness are the wheeling stars. ||141.32||
This world is God fulfilled in outwardness. ||141.34||
All blundered and straggled towards the one Divine. ||141.44||
O Death, this is the mystery of thy reign. ||141.63||
All grew a play of Chance simulating Fate. ||141.81||
A hidden Bliss is at the root of things. ||142.3||
A mystic slow transfiguration works. ||142.20||
I guard that seal against thy rending hands. ||142.31||
Thy words are large murmurs in a mystic dream. ||142.36||
How canst thou force to wed two eternal foes? ||142.45||
How shall thy will make one the true and false? ||142.47||
The Real with the unreal cannot mate. ||142.49||
In me all take refuge, for I, Death, am God. ||142.53||
Show me thy strength and freedom from my laws. ||142.59||
Nothing I claim but Satyavan alone. ||142.68||
There was a hush as if of doubtful fates. ||142.69||
Love shall bind by thee many gathered hearts. ||142.73||
Return, O child, to thy forsaken earth. ||142.75||
But Savitri replied, “Thy gifts resist. ||142.76||
Earth cannot flower if lonely I return. ||142.77||
Death answered her, “Return and try thy soul! ! ||142.84||
The heavens accept our broken flights at last. ||142.94||
Thus with armed speech the great opponents strove. . ||142.98||
Above was the unseen balance of his fate. ||142.109||
But all were dreams crossing an empty vast. ||143.12||
There is no house for him in hurrying Time. ||144.11||
All walk by Nature bound for ever the same. ||144.13||
Where leads the march, whither the pilgrimage? ||144.16||
Who keeps the map of the route or planned each stage? ||144.17||
Or else self-moved the world walks its own way? ||144.18||
O soul, drown in his still beatitude. ||144.35||
The world is not cut off from Truth and God. ||144.43||
I have pursued him in his earthly form. ||144.53||
Then rang again a deeper cry of Death. ||145.1||
Yet was all nothing then or vainly achieved? ||145.4||
But the violent and passionate heart forbids. ||145.9||
Lo, how all shakes when the gods tread too near! ||145.17||
All moves, is in peril, anguished, torn, upheaved. ||145.18||
Be still and tardy in the slow wise world. ||145.21||
Use not thy strength like the wild Titan souls! ||145.23||
Are thy arms sweeter than the courts of God? ||145.36||
Far Heaven can wait our coming in its calm. ||145.41||
Easy the heavens were to build for God. ||145.42||
Why came it down into the mortal’s Space? ||145.46||
This is my answer to thy lures, O Death. ||145.51||
Eternal truth lives not with mortal men. ||146.14||
Then will I give thee back thy Satyavan. ||146.16||
But here are only facts and steel-bound Law. ||146.17||
Leave then thy dead, O Savitri, and live. ||146.21||
All contraries are aspects of God’s face. ||146.25||
A demi-god animal, came thinking man. ||146.43||
There man can visit but there he cannot live. ||146.49||
But who can show to thee Truth’s glorious face? ||146.68||
Our human words can only shadow her. . ||146.69||
Who then art thou hiding in human guise? ||146.76||
But where is thy strength to conquer Time and Death? ||146.78||
Hast thou God’s force to build heaven’s values here? ||146.79||
And Savitri looked on Death and answered not. ||147.1||
A mighty transformation came on her. ||147.3||
Thus changed she waited for the Word to speak. ||147.12||
Eternity looked into the eyes of Death. ||147.13||
And Darkness saw God’s living Reality. ||147.14||
Thou art my shadow and my instrument. ||147.18||
Live, Death, awhile, be still my instrument. . ||147.21||
Unshakable he stood claiming his right. ||147.26||
The two opposed each other face to face. ||147.28||
His body was eaten by light, his spirit devoured. ||147.34||
A changed earth-nature felt the breath of peace. ||148.12||
What would be suffering here, was fiery bliss. ||148.31||
The strong who stumble and sin were calm proud gods. ||148.45||
Transfigured was the formidable shape. ||149.3||
Night the dim mask had grown a wonderful face. . ||149.5||
All powers were woven in countless concords here. ||149.25||
The bliss that made the world in his body lived. ||149.26||
Two looked upon each other, Soul saw Soul. ||149.35||
The eyes that live in night shall see my form. ||150.6||
Attend that moment of celestial fate. ||150.11||
Too far thy heavens for me from suffering men. ||151.9|
Imperfect is the joy not shared by all. ||151.10||
Are there not still a million fights to wage? ||151.14||
Fashion to beauty, point us through the world. ||151.17||
There is the All-Truth and there the timeless bliss. ||152.6||
There are high glimpses, not the lasting sight. ||152.9||
I sacrifice not earth to happier worlds. ||153.3||
I claim thee for the world that thou hast made. ||153.10||
In an ineffable world she lived fulfilled. ||153.30||
The form of things had ceased within her soul. ||153.34||
Invisible that perfect godhead now. ||153.35||
The moments fell into eternity. ||153.39||
But someone yearned within a bosom unknown. ||153.40||
Thy calm, O Lord, that bears thy hands of joy. ||153.42||
My will is thine, what thou hast chosen I choose. ||154.2||
All thou hast asked I give to earth and men. ||154.3||
Now will I do in thee my marvellous works. ||154.7||
Nowhere shalt thou escape my living eyes. ||154.16||
My fiercest masks shall my attractions bring. ||154.22||
Thou shalt not shrink from any brother soul. ||154.32||
Thou shalt be attracted helplessly to all. ||154.33||
For ever love, O beautiful slave of God! ||154.41||
“Descend to life with him thy heart desires. ||155.1||
There is an infinite truth, an absolute power. ||155.16||
Then shall the Truth supreme be given to men. ||155.23||
A mightier race shall inhabit the mortal’s world. ||155.38||
Man shall desire to climb to his own heights. ||155.57||
The measure of that subtle music ceased. ||156.1||
A choir of laughing winds to meet her came. ||156.4||
All still was in a silence of the gods. ||156.13||
A key turned in a mystic lock of Time. ||156.16||
A power leaned down, a happiness found its home. ||156.18||
Over wide earth brooded the infinite bliss. ||156.19||
Out of abysmal trance her spirit woke. ||157.1||
A marvellous voice of silence breathed its thoughts. ||157.9||
Boundless she was, a form of infinity. ||157.13||
Let us go back, for eve is in the skies. ||157.47||
Lo, all these beings in this wonderful world! ||157.49||
Let us give joy to all, for joy is ours. ||157.50||
Her eyes were first to find her children’s forms. ||158.10||
What danger kept thee for the darkening woods? ||158.13||
With her enchantments she has twined me round. ||158.17||
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