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Introduction to <strong>the</strong> <strong>Sacred</strong> Cento<br />

Hymn V - thirucathakam<br />

THE SACRED CENTO. - RELIGIOUS ENTHUSIASM.<br />

This remarkable poem contains a hundred especially flowing <strong>and</strong> harmonious verses <strong>of</strong> varying metres. <strong>The</strong>se are<br />

divided into ten decades, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> whole are connected by <strong>the</strong> law which requires that <strong>the</strong> last w<strong>or</strong>d <strong>of</strong> each verse shall<br />

begin <strong>the</strong> following verse. <strong>The</strong> whole ten lyrics with <strong>the</strong>ir hundred verses are thus linked toge<strong>the</strong>r. This arrangement,<br />

which is very common in <strong>Tamil</strong>, is called AnthAthi, which I venture to translate 'anaph<strong>or</strong>etic verse'. This cento is<br />

intended to exhibit <strong>the</strong> progress <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> soul through <strong>the</strong> successful stages <strong>of</strong> religious experience till it loses itself in <strong>the</strong><br />

rapture <strong>of</strong> complete union with <strong>the</strong> Supreme. <strong>The</strong> general titile given by one edit<strong>or</strong> is equivalent to '<strong>The</strong> Varying<br />

Phases <strong>of</strong> Religious Enthusiasm' at least this is <strong>the</strong> nearest expression f<strong>or</strong> it that I can find in English. <strong>The</strong> poem is<br />

supposed to have been composed in Tiru-peran-turai immediately after <strong>the</strong> departure <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Saint</strong>s, f<strong>or</strong> some time<br />

MAnikka-VAcagar's companions, who passed through fire <strong>and</strong> went home to Civan. From <strong>the</strong> b<strong>or</strong>der <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tank,<br />

where <strong>the</strong> divine conflagration had arisen, into he midst <strong>of</strong> which his companions had thrown <strong>the</strong>mselves, he returned<br />

to <strong>the</strong> Kondral tree, where he spent a long period in solitary meditation, <strong>of</strong> which <strong>the</strong>se poems are <strong>the</strong> sum. He surveys<br />

his past experiences, contemplates <strong>the</strong> w<strong>or</strong>k assigned him <strong>and</strong> while he begins <strong>the</strong> series <strong>of</strong> sacred poems by which he<br />

was to establish <strong>the</strong> Caiva system n <strong>the</strong> hearts <strong>of</strong> his fellow-countrymen, he never ceases to complain in most touching<br />

language, that he is not permitted at once to follow his Master <strong>and</strong> brethren into <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>and</strong> gl<strong>or</strong>y <strong>of</strong> Paradise. This is<br />

indeed <strong>the</strong> bur<strong>the</strong>n <strong>of</strong> much <strong>of</strong> his poetry.<br />

<strong>The</strong> titles <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> ten decades, into which <strong>the</strong> poem is divided, indicate in some measure <strong>the</strong> course <strong>of</strong> his thoughts<br />

<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> character <strong>of</strong> his mental conflicts. <strong>The</strong>re is a most pa<strong>the</strong>tic alternation <strong>of</strong> rapturous <strong>and</strong> realising devotion with<br />

coldness <strong>and</strong> apathy, <strong>and</strong> even, it seems <strong>of</strong> temp<strong>or</strong>ary ab<strong>and</strong>onment to gross sensuality. It is to be doubted whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong><br />

whole <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se verses are <strong>of</strong> one period, <strong>and</strong> I should prefer to think that <strong>the</strong>y really embody his meditations <strong>and</strong><br />

solloquies up to <strong>the</strong> period <strong>of</strong> his final settlement in Cithambaram.<br />

DECAD 1.<br />

THE COGNITION OF THE TRUE.<br />

1. Humble access to <strong>the</strong> New Master<br />

My frame bef<strong>or</strong>e Thy fragrant foot is quivering like al1 opening bud;-<br />

My h<strong>and</strong>s above my head I raise;while tears pour down, my melting soul,<br />

<strong>The</strong> false renouncing,, praises <strong>The</strong>e;-with songs <strong>of</strong> triumph praises <strong>The</strong>e,-<br />

N<strong>or</strong> suffer I ad<strong>or</strong>ing h<strong>and</strong> to rest;-O Master, look on me ! (4)<br />

II. Self-surrender. He accepts <strong>the</strong> ascetic life.<br />

I ask not bliss <strong>of</strong> Indra, MAl, <strong>or</strong> Ayan;-though my house <strong>and</strong> home<br />

Be ruin'd, friendship f<strong>or</strong>m I none save with Thine own;-though hell's abys<br />

I enter, I unmurmuring go, if grace divine appoint my lot;-<br />

O King I no o<strong>the</strong>r god save <strong>The</strong>e I ponder, our Transcendent Good ! (8)<br />

III. He is despised as a mad enthusiast.<br />

Transcendent Good ! Owner <strong>and</strong> Sire ! Thy servant melting thinks on <strong>The</strong>e.<br />

In raptures meet I utter f<strong>or</strong>th my fever'd soul's ecstatic joys,<br />

Still w<strong>and</strong>ering from town to town; while men cry out, 'A madman this;'<br />

And each one speaks, with mind distraught, disc<strong>or</strong>dant w<strong>or</strong>ds. O,<br />

when come death ? (12)<br />

IV. None to be w<strong>or</strong>shipped but Civan<br />

Erewhile was Dakshan's <strong>of</strong>fering death. <strong>The</strong>y ate <strong>the</strong> flesh, <strong>and</strong> poison feared<br />

' Our Fa<strong>the</strong>r,' cried our friends <strong>and</strong> w<strong>or</strong>shipt Him with suppliant voice.

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