...VIVEKANANDA. WAKE up the note ! The song that had its birth Far off, where worldly taint could never reach : In mountain caves and glades of forest deep, Whose...and bliss that follows both. Sing high that note, Sanyasin bold ! Say, " Om tat sat, Om!" * Strike off thy fetters! Bonds that bind thee down, Of shining...

...SANNYASIN Wake up the note ! The song that had its birth Far off, where worldly taint could never reach; In mountain caves, and glades of forest deep, Whose...bind thee down, Of shining gold, or darker, baser ore; Love, hate — good, bad — and all the dual throng. Know slave is slave, caressed or whipped,...

...of Sannyas and of his Realisation, showing to what grand occasions he could rise : • ••«•* Strike off thy fetters ! Bonds that bind thee down, Of shining gold, or darker, baser ore ; Love, hate — good, bad — and all the dual throng Know, slave is slave, caressed or whipped,...

...generations by religious goldsmiths ; but it has too much fixity and frigidity to be worn by us. " Strike off thy fetters, bonds that bind thee down Of shining gold or darker, baser ore ; ***** Know slave is slave caressed or whipped, not free ; For fetters tho' of gold, are not less...

...unexpected, suddenly and — fearfully. She held out the printed card. By the red glow of the fire he read: Strike off thy fetters! Bonds that bind thee down, Of shining gold, or darker, baser ore; For fetters, tho' of gold, are not less strong to bind. Then off with them, Sannyasin bold. Say...

...OF THE Wake up the note! The song that had its birth Far off, where worldly taint could never reach; In mountain caves and glades of forest deep, Whose...that bind thee down Of shining gold, or darker, baser ore; Love, hate; good, bad; and all the dual throng. Know slave is slave, caressed or whipped, not...

...Sannyasin Wake up the note! the song that had its birth Far off, where worldly taint could never reach, In mountain caves and glades of forest deep, Whose...Sannyasin bold! Say — 'Om Tat Sat, Om!' Strike off they tetters! Bonds that bind thee down, Or shining gold, or darker, baser one; Love, hate — good,...

...• Wake up the notę! the song that had its birth Par off, where worldly taint could never reach; In mountain caves, and glades of forest deep, Whose calm no sigh for lust or wealth or famę Coold ever dare to break; where rolled the stream Of knowledge, trath and bliss that follows...