Collected Poems - Sri Aurobindo Ashram

750 Collected Poems
This strutting “I” of human self and pride 619
Thou art myself born from myself, O child 663
Thou bright choregus of the heavenly dance 47
Thou didst mistake, thy spirit’s infant flight 179
Thou who controllest the wide-spuming Ocean . . . 519
Thou who pervadest all the worlds below 218
Thy golden Light came down into my brain 605
Thy tears fall fast, O mother, on its bloom 22
Thy youth is but a noon, of night take heed 210
To the hill-tops of silence . . . 649
To weep because a glorious sun has set 182
Torn are the walls and the borders carved . . . 675
Two measures are there of the cosmic dance 590
Under the high and gloomy eastern hills 165
Vain, they have said, is the anguish of man . . . 663
Vast-winged the wind ran, violent . . . 651
Vision delightful alone on the hills . . . 477
Voice of the summits, leap from thy peaks . . . 681
What is this talk of slayer and of slain 182
What mighty and ineffable desire 275
What opposites are here! A trivial life 593
What points ascending Nature to her goal 597
When in the heart of the valleys and hid . . . 540
When the heart tires and the throb stills recalling 580
Where is the man whom hope nor fear can move 43
“Where is the end of your armoured march . . . 641
Where Time a sleeping dervish is 48
Who art thou in the heart comrade of man . . . 577
Who art thou that camest 635
Who art thou that roamest 255
Who was it that came to me in a boat . . . 576
Whydothylucideyessurvey 31
Wild river in thy cataract far-rumoured . . . 575
Winged with dangerous deity 652