BHAGAVAD GITA CHAPTER ONE dhritarashtra In the holy field, the field of the Kurus, assembled for the fight, what did my children, O Sunjoy, what did Pandu’s sons? sun joy Then the king, even Duryodhan, when he beheld the Pandav army mar­shalled in battle array, approached the master and spoke this word. “Behold, O Master, this mighty host of the sons of Pandou by Drupad’s son, thy wise disciple, marshalled in battle array. There are their heroes and great bowmen, like unto Bhema and Urjoona in war, Yuyudhana and Virata and Drupad, the mighty warrior, Dhristaketou and Chekitana and Kashi’s heroic king; and Pourujit, Coontybhoj and Shalvya,

An Aryan City* Coshala, by the Soroyou, a land Smiling at heaven, of riches measureless And corn abounding glad; in that great country Ayodhya was, the city world-renowned, Ayodhya by King Manou built, immense. Twelve yojans long the mighty city lay Grandiose and wide three yojans. Grandly spaced Ayodhya’s streets were and the long highroad Ran through it spaciously with sweet cool flowers Hourly new-paved and hourly watered wide. Dussarutha in Ayodhya, as in heaven Its natural lord, abode, those massive walls Ruling, and a great people in his name Felt greater, — door and wall and ponderous arch And market

SELECTED POEMS OF CHANDIDAS Selected Poems of Chandidas Love, but my words are vain as air! In my sweet joyous youth, a heart untried, Thou took’st me in Love’s sudden snare, Thou wouldst not let me in my home abide. And now I have nought else to try, But I will make my soul one strong desire And into Ocean leaping die: So shall my heart be cooled of all its fire. Die and be born to life again As Nanda’s son, the joy of Braja’s girls, And I will make thee Radha then, A laughing child’s face set with lovely curls. Then I will love thee and the

ON KARMA* Action be Man’s God Whom shall men worship ? The high Gods ? But they Suffer fate’s masteries, enjoy and rue. Whom shall men worship ? Fate’s stern godhead ? Nay, Fate is no godhead. Many fruits or few Their actions bring to men, — that settled price She but deals out, a steward dumb, precise. Let action be man’s God, o’er whom even Fate Can rule not, nor his puissance abrogate. The Might of Works Bow ye to Karma who with puissant hand Like a vast potter all the universe planned, Shut the Creator in and bade him work In the dim-glinting womb and luminous murk; By whom impelled

SELECTED POEMS OF NIDHU BABU Selected Poems of Nidhu Babu Eyes of the hind, you are my jailors, sweetest; My heart with the hind’s frightened motion fleetest In terror strange would flee, But find no issue, sweet; for thy quick smiling, Thy tresses like a net with threads beguiling Detain it utterly. I am afraid of thy great eyes and well-like, am afraid of thy small ears and shell-like, And everything in thee. Comfort my fainting heart with soft assurance And soon it will grow tame and love its durance, Hearing such melody. II Line not with

To the Cuckoo* 0 Cuckoo that peckest at the blossomed flower of honey-dripping Champaka and, inebriate, pipest forth the melodious notes, be seated in thy ease and with thy babblings, which are yet no babblings, call out for the coming of my Lord of the Venkata hill. For He, the pure one, bearing in his left hand the white summoning conch shows me not his form. But He has invaded my heart; and while I pine and sigh for his love, He looks on indifferent as if it were all a play. I feel as if my bones had melted away and my long javelin eyes have not closed their lids for these many days. I am tossed on the waves of the sea of pain without finding the boat that is n

ON FOOLS AND FOLLY Love’s Folly             She with whom all my thoughts dwell, is averse— She loves another. He whom she desires             Turns to a fairer face. Another worse       For me afflicted is with deeper fires.             Fie on my love and me and him and her!             Fie most on Love, this madness’ minister! The Middle Sort             Easily shalt thou the ignorant appease;                         The wise more easily is satisfied;                         But one who builds his raw and foolish pride             On a little lore not God himself can please. Obstinacy in Folly         

EIGHT The Training of the Logical Faculty THE training of the logical reason must necessarily follow the training of the faculties which collect the material on which the logical reason must work. Not only so but the mind must have some development of the faculty of dealing with words before it can deal successfully with ideas. The question is, once this preliminary work is done, what is the best way of teaching the boy to think correctly from premises. For the logical reason cannot proceed without premises. It either infers from facts to a conclusion, or from previously formed conclusions to a fresh one, or from one fact to another. It either induces

The News of the Month L'IDEE NOUVELLE                         IN CLOSE connection with the intellectual work of synthesis undertaken by this Review a Society has been founded in French India under the name of the New Idea, (L'ldée Nouvelle.) Its object is to group in a common intellectual life and fraternity of sentiment those who accept the spiritual tendency and idea it represents and who aspire to realise it in their own individual and social action.                       The Society has already made a beginning by grouping together young men of different castes and religions in a common ideal. All sectarian and political questions are necessarily foreign to it

South Indian Bronzes* THE discovery of Oriental Art by the aesthetic mind of Europe is one of the most significant intellectual phenomena of the times. It is one element of a general change which has been coming more and more rapidly over the mentality of the human race and promises to culminate in the century to which we belong. This change began with the discovery of Eastern thought and the revolt of Europe against the limitations of the Graeco-Roman and the Christian ideals which had for some centuries united in an uneasy combination to give a new form to her mentality and type of life. The change, whose real nature could not be distinguished so long as the field