Dhan Gopal Mukerji
Sandhya
Songs of Twilight
Published by Good Press, 2022
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EAN 4057664567604
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MRS. WILLIAM CLARK, JR.
FOREWORD
SANDHYA, SONGS OF TWILIGHT
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SYMBOLISM
2
SOURCE OF SINGING
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LASSITUDE
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8
FORLORN
9
AFTER A BENGALI SONG
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MOONRISE
11
AT VENTURA, CALIFORNIA
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13
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THE DREAM OF HIS SOUL
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THE EURASIAN
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THE INFIRM BEGGAR SINGS
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COLOR-HARMONIES
21
SANATAN
(THE ABSOLUTE)
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COMING OF THE FOG
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24
THE END
25
THE CONFLUENCE
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27
TO
LEO B. MIHAN
28
CHOPIN'S FUNERAL MARCH
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30
HENRIK IBSEN
31
AFTER HEARING "MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME"
32
THE COMING OF THE TIDE OF NIGHT
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DEAD LOVE
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WEARINESS
36
37
REMORSE
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POET
39
WANDERER
40
AT DAWN
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RAINY NIGHT
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GHOSTS
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RAIN
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EVENING WORSHIP
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TRUCE
50
A PARALLEL
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DISAPPOINTMENT
53
BUDDHA
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56
AT SUNDOWN
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SOUND BUTTERFLIES
(IN A FOUNTAIN)
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FAREWELL
(AFTER A HINDUSTANI SONG)
65
SATIETY
66
67
CHATTERTON
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69
"WHO KNOWS"
70
THE FIRST VISION
71
SHANTI [5]
ERRATA
MRS. WILLIAM CLARK, JR.
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FOREWORD
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Like "Rajani" [perhaps more than], "Sandhya" is a slender rill that has drawn its music from my Bengali which has told upon its English structure. This and many other faults of these poems are due to their unyielding adherence to spontaneity.
"Sandhya" came then, as "Rajani" in its own way through the bed of my Bengali reflecting its sound and sense, and trying to echo back its music that descends on all with the fading twilight.
Dhan Gopal Mukerji.
N. B.—Since some of these poems were born without, and defy titles, I have refrained from forcing any on them.
SANDHYA, SONGS OF TWILIGHT
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SYMBOLISM
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Tongueless the bell!
Lute without a song!
It is not night
It is God's dawn,
Silence its unending song.
Over heart's valley,
In the soul's night,
Through pain's window
Behold! His light!
On Life's Height.
No prayer, now,
Though death-waves roll,
Faith's candle lit,
Beside it sits the soul
Reading Eternity's scroll.
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SOURCE OF SINGING
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A bruised heart,
A wounded soul,
A broken lute,
That is all!
A sad evening,
And a lone star,
Then song reddens—
Sets life's forest afire!
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With purple shadows the mist measures the infinite sea
That spreads her wave-raiment in lavender, violet, gray, and green;
While with thin silver rays a lone star seeks to sound the deeps.
The breeze-wings tire of flight;
The mist-threads weave a rose-fringed dusky drapery
To cover the bare breasts of the dunes from the moon's langour-heavy eyes.
The shadows die in purple silence;
Fades the one star from the sky,
As the dark mist puts out the rose-red moon from its deep.
Pale gleams the lighthouse light;
No warring waves break the peace of sleep tonight
Nor a hungry wind shrieks in pain from the lea.
Under her heavy veil of black
A languid sea sluggishly flows
To some far land of forsaken dreams.
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"O, OLD! O, NEW!"[1]
Who are you?
Why make me wait
From the hour of dew
Till another sunset?
Why do I look
For your coming?
Listen to the weeping brook
That might bring
To my lonely shore
A word from you.
Ah, nothing! not a leaf's tremor!
O, old! O, longed for new!
Who are you? I ask;
Know not why I seek
From day to dusk
Without waking or sleep,—
No sleep! no waking!
A dreaming, a longing;
Not knowing, yet seeking,
For your coming waiting—
O, spring-born!
O, autumn-clad!
O, soul's new morn!
O, old! O, glad!
So glad, so young!
O, unseen, unknown,
O, fugitive vision!
O, eternal moan
In my heart—
O, tearful Soul of laughter,
Untouched, unhurt,
O, sweet! O, bitter!
My born yet unborn,
Shadow not fallen
O, undawning morn—
O, message unbroken.
Why, how, when?
I wait, wait for you,
O embrace of earth and heaven;
O, Old! O, New!
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