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The Future Poetry Vol. 26 of CWSA 401 pages 1997 Edition
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Sri Aurobindo's principal work of literary criticism where he outlines the history of English poetry and explores the possibility of a spiritual poetry in the future.

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Sri Aurobindo

Sri Aurobindo's principal work of literary criticism. In this work, Sri Aurobindo outlines the history of English poetry and explores the possibility of a spiritual poetry in the future. It was first published in a series of essays between 1917 and 1920; parts were later revised for publication as a book.

The Complete Works of Sri Aurobindo (CWSA) The Future Poetry Vol. 26 401 pages 1997 Edition
English
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Trance of Waiting

Elegiacs, with rhyme in the pentameter. A syllable or two introducing the last hemistich of the pentameter is allowed, but this must not be made the rule. This licence, impossible in the strict cut of classical metre, comes in naturally in English and is therefore permissible.

Lone on my summits of calm I have brooded with voices around me,
    Murmurs of silence that steep mind in a luminous sleep,
Whispers from things beyond thought in the Secrecy flame-white for ever,
    Unscanned heights that reply seek from the inconscient deep.
Distant below me the ocean of life with its passionate surges
    Pales like a pool that is stirred by the wings of a shadowy bird.
Thought has flown back from its wheelings and stoopings, the nerve-beat of living
    Stills; my spirit at peace bathes in a mighty release.
Wisdom supernal looks down on me, Knowledge mind cannot measure;
    Light that no vision can render garments the silence with splendour.
Filled with a rapturous Presence the crowded spaces of being
    Tremble with the Fire that knows, thrill with the might of repose.
Earth is now girdled with trance and Heaven is put round her for vesture.
    Wings that are brilliant with fate sleep at Eternity's gate.
Time waits, vacant, the Lightning that kindles, the Word that transfigures;
    Space is a stillness of God building his earthly abode.
All waits hushed for the fiat to come and the tread of the Eternal;
    Passion of a bliss yet to be sweeps from Infinity's sea.

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