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BANDE MATARAM
TRANSLATOR’S NOTE
It is difficult to translate the
National Anthem of Bengal into verse in another language owing to its unique
union of sweetness, simple directness and high poetic force. All attempts in
this direction have been failures. In order, therefore, to bring the reader
unacquainted with Bengali nearer to the exact force of the original, I give
the translation in prose line by line.
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Bande Mataram
I bow to thee,
Mother,
richly-watered,
richly-fruited,
cool with the
winds of the south,
dark with the
crops of the harvests,
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/SABCL/Translations_Volume-08/Songs of Bidyapati.htm
SONGS OF BIDYAPATI
Songs of Bidyapati
Childhood and
youth each other are nearing;
Her two eyes
their office yield to the hearing.
Her speech has
learned sweet maiden craft
And low not as of
old she laughed,
Her laughter
murmurs. A moon on earth
Is dawning into
perfect birth. Mirror in hand she apparels her now
And asks of her
sweet girl-comrades to show
What love is and
what love does
And all shamed
delight that sweet love owes.
And often she
sits by herself and sees
Smiling with
bliss her breasts’ increase,
Her own
milk-breasts that, plums at first,
Now into golden
oranges burst.
Day by day Love’s
vernal dream
ON FATE
Fate Masters the Gods
Brihuspathy1 his
path of vantage shows,
The red disastrous thunder
leaves his hand
Obedient, the high Gods in
burning rows
His battled armies make, high
heaven’s his fort,
Iravath swings his huge trunk
for his sport,
The Almighty’s guardian favours
over him stand;
That Indra with these strengths,
this lordship proud
Is broken by his foes in battle
loud.
Come then, bow down to Fate.
Alas, the vain
Heroisms, virtues, toils of
glorious man!
A Parable of Fate
A serpent in a basket crushed
despaired,
His organs all wi
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Love-Mad*
The poetic image used in the following verses is characteristically
Indian. The mother of a love-stricken girl (symbolising the human soul yearning
to merge into the Godhead) is complaining to her friend of the sad plight of
her child whom love for Krishna has rendered "mad" — the effect of
the "madness^ being that in all things she is able to see nothing but
forms of Krishna —, the ultimate Spirit of the universe.
The Realisation of God in all things by .the Vision of Divine Love.
1. Seated,
she caresses Earth and cries, "This Earth is Vishnu's";
Salutes
the sky and bids us "behold the Heaven He ruleth";
Or standing with tear-filled eyes cries
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ON FIRMNESS
Gods
Cease never from the work thou
hast begun
Till thou accomplish. Such the great Gods be,
Nor paused for gems unknown
beneath the Sun,
Nor feared for the huge poisons of the sea,
Then only ceased
when nectar’s self was won.
The Man of High Action
Happiness is nothing, sorrow
nothing. He
Recks not of these whom his
clear thoughts impel
To action, whether little and
miserably
He fare on roots or softly dine
and well,
Whether bare ground receive his
sleep or bed
With smoothest pillows ease his
pensive head,
Whether in rags or heavenl
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UDYOGA PARVA
CANTO ONE
Let the reciter bow down to
Naraian, likewise to Nara the Highest Male, also to our Lady the Muse (Goddess
Saraswati), and thereafter utter the word of Hail!
Vaishampayan continueth:
But
the hero Kurus and who clove .to them thereafter having performed joyously the
marriage of Abhimanyu rested that night and then at dawn went glad to
the Assembly hall of Virata.
Now
wealthy was that hall of the lord of Matsya with mosaic of gems excellent and
perfect jewels, with seats set out, garlanded, perfumed; thither went those
great among the kings of men.
Then took their seats in front the two high
kings, Drupada and Virata, old they and
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The Book of the
Wild Forest
CANTO ONE*
THEN, possessing his soul, Rama
entered the great forest, the forest Dundac with difficulty approachable by men
and beheld a circle there of hermitages of ascetic men; a refuge for all living
things, with ever well-swept courts and strewn with many forms of beasts and
swarming with companies of birds and holy, high and temperate sages graced
those homes. The high of energy approached them unstringing first his mighty
bow and they beholding him like a rising moon with wonder in their looks gazed
at the fabric of his beauty and its glory and softness and garbed grace and at
Vaidehie too with unfailing eyelids they
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A Mother’s Lament*
“Hadst thou been never born, Rama, my son,
Born for my grief, I had not felt such pain,
A childless woman. For the barren one
Grief of the heart companions, only one,
Complaining, ‘I am barren’; this she mourns,
She has no cause for any deeper tears.
But I am inexperienced in delight
And never of my husband’s masculine love
Had pleasure, — still I lingered, still endured
Hoping to be acquainted yet with joy.
Therefore full many unlovely words that strove
To break the suffering heart had I to hear
From wives of my husband, I the Queen and highest,
From lesser women. Ah, what greater pain
Than th