Harp of India

populate of India why hangst thou lonely on yon withered bough? Unstrung for ever, must thou there confront Thy harmony once was sweet who hears it without delay? Why doth the breeze sigh over thee in vain? Silence hath constrain thee with her dim chain Neglected, mute, and desolate fine trick thou, privation well ruin monument on leave plain O many a hand more worthy furthermost than mine Once thy harmonious chords to scent gave, And many a wreath for them did Fame interlace Of flowers assuage blooming on the minstrels laboured Those workforce are cold only if if thy notes divine May be by mortal wakened once again, harmonica of my country, allow me strike the strainCritical taste sensation The Harp of India hydrogen Louis Vivian Derozio The Harp of India by H L V Derozio is a patriotic song that pays a empyrean tribute to the rich tradition of the art of Indian meter which conveys the poets orphic anguish at the diminution of the old age of old art u nder the unoriginal shackles of British supremacy. Henry Louis Vivian Derozio was born in Calcutta now Kolkata. His father was Indo-Portuguese and his mother English. Though Derozio had actually little of Indian blood in him, his upbringing in India greatly shake up in him Indian themes and sentiments. Derozio is generally regarded as the offset Indian to write in English.Derozios poeticalal carrier was genuinely short lasting only for rough six years. Derozio, who held great promise as poet, unfortunately had premature death at the age of 23 when he was still at his prime. He is modern Indias first poet to give expression to his patriotism in verse, the first to sing of Freedom, the first to contemplate an intellectual renaissance for an antiquated civilization through a unseasoned perception. In the poem The Harp of India the poet Derozio- an flaming admirer of Indias rich heritage, enculturation and tradition- laments the decline of the rich tradition of Indian publi cations during the hitch of British subordination of India.The British imperialism made the Indian poets abstracted and they found nothing inspiring to border literature except the misery of the nation. The poet Derozio pays a rich tribute to the Indian writers of the historic who had enriched the Indian literature with their classic and lasting literary works and then expresses his wish to hearten and rejuvenate, through his petty(a) poetic efforts, the richness and glory of Indian literature. The poem is in the form of a sonnet. sonnet is a lyrical poem of 14 lines with definite rhyme scheme.Usually a Sonnet is divided into octad the first eighter from Decatur lines of the poem and sestet the remaining six lines of the poem. In the Octet of the Sonnet the poet presents a occupation and then tries to resole the problem in the sestet. Derozio makes a slight deviation in the tradition structure of the Sonnet that the Harp of India is divided into two equal divisions of seve ner lines each. However, he follows the thematic pattern of the Octet and the sestet with the presentation of the problem the decline of Indian poetic tradition and its resolution its revitalization through his humble poetic efforts.The poet Henry Louis Vivian Derozio refers to the rich art and tradition of Indian poesy as the reiterate of India. The poet commences the sonnet with a rhetorical question as to why the glorious tradition of Indian poetry lies neglected equal a broken harp hung on the aphyllous and withered branch of a tree. He questions whether the art of India poetry which during the period of British domination of India was almost dead, must remain in this state of coma forever, equivalent an unstrung harp.The poet recollects that the state of Indian poetry was once rich and glorious like the sweet melodies of a harp. Now that origin is heard no more as the present times provide no inspiration to the creative minds and hearts to revive the tradition of soul sti rring poetic art. The breeze blows over the broken harp of poetry without drawing any line of work from it. The prevailing conditions of the times have compelled the poets and the poetic inspirations to remain mute as if bound by the fetters of silence.The art of poetry frankincense lies neglected, silent, and abandoned like a ruined monument in the vast natural state of the deserts. The poet then recollects that the art of poetry, in the hands of poets of greater genius than his own, had produced remarkable achievements, the way a deft player produces ravish music with his harp. The remarkable works of poetry brought for their creators accolades and wreaths of appreciation. The poets be greating to the glorious period of Indian poetry pass over to survive hanker after their demise like flowers that continue to bloom on the sculpt of the poets long dead.The poet laments that the poets of literary genius of the past now lie cold in their graves and the once famous poetic art li es abandoned. However, he expresses his desire to revive the expiry art of poetry of his country with his humble poetic abilities and make the skies of Indian literature reverberate with melody of poetic art just as a musician of a new generation revives a tradition of music with a melodic instrument that had for a long period dwelt in oblivion and obscurity.