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Text extracted from opening pages of book: HEART BUDS. C. R. Doraswami Maidu B. PRICE RUPEE Contents. PAGE, 1. Foreword. 2. To the Motherland ... I 3. Nature.... 5 4. The Taj Mahal 9 ...' 7 5. The Palitana Flood; 7 6. To a White Rose 8 7. To Miss K. Ghose. Sonnets 10 8. Youthful Fancies ** 9. Chandrabala I2 10. Tribute to Jamnagar 14 11. Retrospect and Prospect, Bhawnagar ... 17 12. An Extempore Ode Do 19 13. The Beggar Woman 3I 14. Memorial Sonnet 25 j{ . Sonnet 2S 16. Fragmentary poems. The Gohil Princess of Saurashtra: 26 1. The Gohil Rajputs 27 2. H. H. Sir Bhavsinhji II 29 3. The Princess 3 4. A Prophetic Dream. ... ... 52 5. Songs 33 6. The Sunderbagh Palace 34; . The Victoria Park 34 8. A Soliloquy; 35 9. The Betrothal *' 3$ 10. The Festive Capital 3 8 u. The Bridal Morning 39 12. The Procession to Nilambagh 39 13. The Wedding 4 1 14. The Celebrations at the Albert Victor Square, .. 42 j5. The Indian May Pole 4* l& The Jx> ta Dance * 43 I7 The Departure ... 44 18 Paternal Blessings 48 17-An acrostic Birth-day ode to. H. H. the Maharaja Raja Sawai Holkar of Indore . 49 1 8. Memorial ode to the Jain temples in Gujerat ... 50 19. To. K. V. M. A vision Young India 52 20. Sonnet ... ... ... 55 21. To. Y. M. S. Alone on the Himalayan Heights... 56 22. Birth-day ode to H. E, Lord Hardinge 58 Addresses to Young India. 23 I An address on, The Higher Life. 62 24. II An, oration on The Culture of Manhood and Character 73 25. Ill An address on The Function of Poetry. ... 91 ERRATJff. For. Sleepy entempore mountains what they thy hut which think month putrifaction newtralising Read Sleep by extempore mountains' what thy but which think mouth putrefaction neutralising. To, Sbetb Cbimanlalflfoanefclal flDunsbaw, Shree Eamkrishna Mills, Foreword* In launching forth this barge of mine, Upon the vast Atlantic brine, Alone and friendless with my muse, In search of Hope and faith, I cruise. I trust its fate to mercy's wave, For it was built my faith to save, I stranded was beside this isle, In haste I made it in this style; A simple shallop in its face, It took for building twenty days ! Ye gales that mighty Titans shake Upon my shallop pity take; Yon stormy ocean shoreward breaks, In billows foaming with their flakes; My canoe trembles tossed amain, It struggles with the waves in vain. I have a fancy for the sea, I wish to build a ship for me. And if the promise of my art, Doth promise give of better sort, If time and tide, do favours bring, My India's fame I live to sing, If breathing time, these tempests give, The seeds of truth, to sow, I live, If Mammon saves my faith and trust. A Mighty Vessel build I must. Then shall I brave the stormy seas, My banners waving in the breeze, From India shall I take some rare And mystic thoughts to Europe's fair! To Europe lost in seeking self In fleeting shades of power and pelf; To Greece the ancient, classic home Where freedom lost in dreams did roam, Where Athens, Thebes their shadows cast As fables of a dreamy past; Whose dreamy dotage gave its way To Roman Eagle's sweeping sway-Italia! Thou land of great And mighty Caesars' mighty fate, Thy legions sleep in snowy graves, Thy conquests left thy sons as slaves, Till from thy plough a hero rose, A Masterr-mind defied thy foes! Britania, my Island blest, Thy Britons broaden East and Wesrt Thy Union Jack is waving free, On Continent and Colony ! I have a fancy for the sea, I wish tobuild a ship for me. O how Iwish to sail thy seas, My banners waving in the breeze. Great Chaucer guide me from the gales, The Fairy Prince unfurl my sails, The Soul of Avon pilot me, The Epic-Soldier rudder be. 8 My keel be planned on Wordsworth's lines, My rafts as Tennyson designs, If Byron comes again to be, Bereft of passion, tempered free, And Keats sings through his Greecian Urn, And Shelley doth from' s ramblings turn, How shall I brave the stormy seas, My banners waving in the breeze! O England I How I hope to be, The Hope of Indian Minstrelsy, A worthy car