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TO BOBBY—SEEN IN SUNLIGHT WITH B
TO BOBBY—SEEN IN SUNLIGHT WITH BARE SHOULDERS,
AND REMEMBERED AS IF ONE OF THE LORDLY ONES MET IN A DREAM VISIT TO FAERIE
THE' grille of the terrace was golden
And
palings of gold were there ;
He moved—by these eyes beholden—
The fairest
among the fair.
His speech held the music of laughter,
His
eyes were the stars of eve,
Dread less of dark hereafter
Or of
aught the dead hours bequeath.
In a dazzle of ivory brightness
Shoulder
and arm lay bare :
O how to his dream-beck whiteness
One waking
hue compare ?
How touch, with his lithe enjoying
Of the ri
MOUNTAIN SUNRISE
A GAINST the high un clambered
Most lonely
peaks of snow
Hurl arrows swift and ambered
From the
sun's bow,
Till furthest West is gleaming
And ghosts of
shadows flee ;
The shine of Day is reaming
From sea
to sea.
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" BURNING BLADE " OR " ETERNITIES TO BE "
THEN out of the jewelled sheathing-case,
Silver-laced by moon-ray on the sea,
A swordsman with grief-untroubled face
Wrests the blade " ETERNITIES TO BE."
The cincture of starry shadow-tide
Rives atwain—the dawn-rise is at hand ;
The swordsman un sheaths his golden pride ;
" BURNING BLADE" is sun-glimpsed on the land.
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FADING STARS AND EMBERS OF THE MOON
IN that cold ether of the dawn
Where all is
mute
A peacock saunters on a lawn
And in
salute
To fading stars and embers of the, moon
Wide-spreads a glittering tail; and soon
The sea below is mirroring his hues,
Swift birds in
song light echo back the news
More burnished glories on the sea's rim lie,
A vast red sun is heaved into the sky.
October 19, 1936.
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POEMS
By A R J A V A
POEMS
By A R J A V A
With a Foreword by
SRI KRISHNA PREM
LONDON
JOHN M. WATKINS
21, CECIL COURT
CHARING CROSS
ROAD. W. C.
All Rights Reserved to
Mrs. MADELEINE CHADWICK
Foreword
IT must be now twelve years since Chadwick and I sat together on the banks of
the Ganges at Benares, talking far into the night of dreams that lay close to our hearts,
dreams that had brought us together as they had brought us both to Indu.
. . Of his past I knew little save that it included a fellowsh
SELENE
I WOULD not draw thee to myself,
But I would go to thee
(Beyond known land and bordering delf
And dyke, the unknown sea).
Embodied distance is a mote
In the all-span of Space—
But thou on Mind's expectance wrote
An un deciphered trace.
Thy husk the wandering earth still tows
In her wave-wake sable-hued :
But whose brow felt that wind which blows
Through thy selenitude ?
Thought's anti-earth, hast thou enshrined
All aspects other most—
Memento nasci
of the mind-
Un beaconed, nameless coast ?
April 29, 1934.
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MOKSHA
AS one who saunters on the seabanks in a wilderness of day
Is dazzled by the suschot marge and rippling counterchange
Of wavebeams and an eager hood of quivering wings that range—
Grey on the sky's rim,—white on the foam-pathway,—
Each man is wildered myriadly by outsight and surface tone
Engirdling soul with clamour, by this fragmentary mood,
This patter of Time's marring steps across the solitude
Of Truth's abidingness, Self-Blissful and Alone.
But when eastward-streaming shadows bring the hush of eventide
The wave-lapped sun can wield again his glory of hence-going
And furnish by his lowlihead vast dreams of heaven-knowing—
A g
EXCELLING THE TITAN
FLASHING above self-will and Titan's murk,
All is
free ;
No smoky clang our from Hephastus' work
Spawns " I " and " me."
No alien light goes pulsing through the air ;
The air and light
are one.
Ripples of thought leap from the song loom where
Apollo's
fingers run.
February 13, 1938.
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LESS BITTER WATERS
NEW skies will drape the zenith tent,
New singings drift
on the day ;
On rapt ears opes that, continent,
On
fadeless eyes this ray.
Less bitter waters flow through Time
To mock the
lonely's lip ;
All troubling things will grow sublime
As bread of
comradeship.
October 26, 1936.
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" ...THAT HIS DREAM WENT WELL ''
O NlGHT so thick with darkness,
How can there be
Even one poor heart-beat voyaging
To him from me ?
O stars who thread the dimness
With joy serene,
And glimmer above each dwelling
Where he has been,
Now gather thoughts of gladness,
Slide through his sleep
To the last dream-depths of slumber
That he may steep
Mind, heart and will in joyance
And, waking, tell
With a gleam in his eye and a smiling
" That his dream went well."
But I in the vacant heavens
See one half moon,
Emblem of all things missing
From o