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Pagina 95
Not broken I turned from the wrestle Titanic , Hopeless , weary of toil in the ebb of my glorious spirit , But from my stress of compassion for doom of the kindred nations , But for her sake whom my soul desires , for the daughter of ...
Not broken I turned from the wrestle Titanic , Hopeless , weary of toil in the ebb of my glorious spirit , But from my stress of compassion for doom of the kindred nations , But for her sake whom my soul desires , for the daughter of ...
Pagina 151
Scornful I strode on my path secure of the light in my bosom , Turned from the muttering voices of envy , their hates who are fallen , Voices of hate that cling round the wheels of the triumphing victor ; Now if I speak , ' tis the ...
Scornful I strode on my path secure of the light in my bosom , Turned from the muttering voices of envy , their hates who are fallen , Voices of hate that cling round the wheels of the triumphing victor ; Now if I speak , ' tis the ...
Pagina 201
Musing heard and was silent a while the strength of Achilles Musing of Fate and the wills of men and the purpose of Heaven , Then from his thoughts he broke and turned in his soul towards battle . “ Well did I know what reply would come ...
Musing heard and was silent a while the strength of Achilles Musing of Fate and the wills of men and the purpose of Heaven , Then from his thoughts he broke and turned in his soul towards battle . “ Well did I know what reply would come ...
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Preface | 1 |
Introduction | 5 |
Sri Aurobindo The Poet | 11 |
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Achilles Aeneas Agamemnon ages ancient answered Antenor Apollo Argive armed battle beauty Book bosom brother chariot comes daughter dawn death Deiphobus desire divine doom dream earth expression eyes fall Fate father fear feet fight figure follow gaze give glory gods gold Greece Greeks hand heard heart heaven Hellene hero hope human Ilion immortal king labour leave light lines live looked meaning meet mighty mind mortals mother moved nature never night Ocean once Paris passed Penthesilea play poem poet poetry Priam reference replied rest rose says seated seized ships silence slain sons soul sound speak spear speech spirit spoke Sri Aurobindo stand strength Talthybius tells tents thee things thou thoughts Trojan Troy Troya truth turned vision voice warrior waters woman Zeus