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Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant III.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
Make rather thy thought a plain and faithful glass
Reflecting Matter and mortality,
And know thy soul a product of the flesh,
A made-up self in the constructed world.
Thy words are large murmurs in a mystic dream.
For how in the soiled heart of man could dwell
The inarticulate grandeur of thy dream-built God,
Or who can see a face and form divine
In the naked two-legged worm thou callest man ?
O human face, put off mind-painted masks:
The animal be, the worm that Nature m
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant III.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
A hand is lifted towards the Invisible's realm
Beyond the superconscient's blinding line
And plucks away the screens of the Unknown;
A spirit within looks into the Eternal's eyes.
It hears the Word to which our hearts were deaf,
It sees through the blaze in which our thoughts grew blind;
It drinks from the naked breasts of glorious Truth,
It learns the secrets of eternity.
Thus all was plunged into the riddling Night,
Thus all is raised to meet a dazzling Sun.
O D
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre I Chant IV.htm
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BOOK I
Canto IV
When darkness deepens strangling the earth's breast
And man's corporeal mind is the only lamp,
As a thief's in the night shall be the covert tread
Of one who steps unseen into his house.
A voice ill-heard shall speak, the soul obey,
A power into mind's inner chamber steal,
A charm and sweetness open life's closed doors
And beauty conquer the resisting world,
The truth-light capture Nature by surprise,
A stealth of God compel the heart to bliss
And earth grow unexpectedly divine.
In Matter shall be lit the spirit's glow,
In body an
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre XI Chant 1.htm
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BOOK XI
Canto I
"O Satyavan,
O luminous Savitri,
I sent you forth of old beneath the stars,
A dual power of God in an ignorant world,
In a hedged creation shut from limitless self,
Bringing down God to the insentient globe,
Lifting earth-beings to immortality.
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"He is my soul that climbs from nescient Night
Through life and mind and supernature's Vast
To the supernal light of Timelessness
And my eternity hid in moving Time
And my boundlessness cut by the curve of Space.
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Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/precontent.htm
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant II.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
One who came, love and lover and beloved
Eternal, built himself a wondrous field
And wove the measures of a marvellous dance.
There in its circles and its magic turns
Attracted he arrives, repelled he flees.
In the wild devious promptings of his mind
He tastes the honey of tears and puts off joy
Repenting, and has laughter and has wrath,
And both are a broken music of the soul
Which seeks out, reconciled, its heavenly rhyme.
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre VI Chant II.htm
Fragments
BOOK VI
Canto II
A day may come when she must stand unhelped
On a dangerous brink of the world's doom and hers,
Carrying the world's future on her lonely breast,
Carrying the human hope in a heart left sole
To conquer or fail on a last desperate verge.
Alone with death and close to extinction's edge,
Her single greatness in that last dire scene,
She must cross alone a perilous bridge in Time
And reach an apex of world-destiny
Where all is won or all is lost for man.
In that tremendous silence lone and lost
Of a deciding hour in the world's fate,
In
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant II.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
Canto II
The Gospel of Death and Vanity of the Ideal
Then pealed the calm inexorable voice :
Abolishing hope, cancelling life's golden truths,
Fatal its accents smote the trembling air.
That lovely world swam thin and frail, most like
Some pearly evanescent farewell gleam
On the faint verge of dusk in moonless eves.
"Prisoner of Nature, many-visioned spirit,
Thought's creature in the ideal's realm enjoying
Thy unsubstantial immortality
The subtle marvello
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant III.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
Canto III
The Debate of Love and Death
A sad destroying cadence the voice sank;
It seemed to lead the advancing march of Life
Into some still original Inane.
But Savitri answered to almighty Death:
"O dark-browed sophist of the universe
Who veilst the Real with its own Idea,
Hiding with brute objects Nature's living face,
Masking eternity with thy dance of death,
Thou hast woven the ignorant Mind into a screen
And made of Thought error's purveyor and scribe
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of The Mother/French/Other Editions/Savitri - French Translation by the Mother/Livre- X - Chant IV.htm
BOOK X
The Book of the Double Twilight
LIVRE X
Le Livre du Double Crépuscule
Canto IV
The Dream Twilight of the Earthly Real
There came a slope that slowly downward sank;
It slipped towards a stumbling grey descent.
The dim-heart marvel of the ideal was lost;
Its crowding wonder of bright delicate dreams
And vague half-limned sublimities she had left:
Thought fell towards lower levels; hard and tense
It passioned for some crude reality.
The twilight floated still but changed its hues
And heavily swathed a less delightful dream;
It settled in tired masses on t