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THE GOLDEN THRESHOLD
THE GOLDEN
THRESHOLD
By Sarojini Naidu
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INTRODUCTION
It is at my persuasion that these poems are now published。 The
earliest of them were read to me in London in 1896； when the writer was
seventeen； the later ones were sent to me from India in 1904； when she
was twenty…five； and they belong； I think； almost wholly to those two
periods。 As they seemed to me to have an individual beauty of their own；
I thought they ought to be published。 The writer hesitated。 〃Your letter
made me very proud and very sad；〃 she wrote。 〃Is it possible that I have
written verses that are 'filled with beauty；' and is it possible that you really
think them worthy of being given to the world？ You know how high my
ideal of Art is； and to me my poor casual little poems seem to be less than
beautifulI mean with that final enduring beauty that I desire。〃 And； in
another letter； she writes： 〃I am not a poet really。 I have the vision and
the desire； but not the voice。 If I could write just one poem full of beauty
and the spirit of greatness； I should be exultantly silent for ever； but I sing
just as the birds do； and my songs are as ephemeral。〃 It is for this bird…
like quality of song； it seems to me； that they are to be valued。 They hint；
in a sort of delicately evasive way； at a rare temperament； the temperament
of a woman of the East； finding expression through a Western language
and under partly Western influences。 They do not express the whole of
that temperament； but they express； I think； its essence； and there is an
Eastern magic in them。
Sarojini Chattopadhyay was born at Hyderabad on February 13； 1879。
Her father； Dr。 Aghorenath Chattopadhyay； is descended from the ancient
family of Chattorajes of Bhramangram； who were noted throughout
Eastern Bengal as patrons of Sanskrit learning； and for their practice of
Yoga。 He took his degree of Doctor of Science at the University of
Edinburgh in 1877； and afterwards studied brilliantly at Bonn。 On his
return to India he founded the Nizam College at Hyderabad； and has since
laboured incessantly； and at great personal sacrifice； in the cause of
education。
Sarojini was the eldest of a large family； all of whom were taught
English at an early age。 〃I；〃 she writes； 〃was stubborn and refused to
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speak it。 So one day when I was nine years old my father punished me
the only time I was ever punishedby shutting me in a room alone for a
whole day。 I came out of it a full…blown linguist。 I have never spoken
any other language to him； or to my mother； who always speaks to me in
Hindustani。 I don't think I had any special hankering to write poetry as a
little child； though I was of a very fanciful and dreamy nature。 My
training under my father's eye was of a sternly scientific character。 He
was determined that I should be a great mathematician or a scientist； but
the poetic instinct； which I inherited from him and also from my mother
（who wrote some lovely Bengali lyrics in her youth） proved stronger。
One day； when I was eleven； I was sighing over a sum in algebra： it
WOULDN'T come right； but instead a whole poem came to me suddenly。
I wrote it down。
〃From that day my 'poetic career' began。 At thirteen I wrote a long
poem a la 'Lady of the Lake'1300 lines in six days。 At thirteen I wrote a
drama of 2000 lines； a full…fledged passionate thing that I began on the
spur of the moment without forethought； just to spite my doctor who said I
was very ill and must not touch a book。 My health broke down
permanently about this time； and my regular studies being stopped I read
voraciously。 I suppose the greater part of my reading was done between
fourteen and sixteen。 I wrote a novel； I wrote fat volumes of journals； I
took myself very seriously in those days。〃
Before she was fifteen the great struggle of her life began。 Dr。
Govindurajulu Naidu； now her husband； is； though of an old and
honourable family； not a Brahmin。 The difference of caste roused an
equal opposition； not only on the side of her family； but of his； and in 1895
she was sent to England； against her will； with a special scholarship from
the Nizam。 She remained in England； with an interval of travel in Italy；
till 1898； studying first at King's College； London； then； till her health
again broke down； at Girton。 She returned to Hyderabad in September
1898； and in the December of that year； to the scandal of all India； broke
through the bonds of caste； and married Dr。 Naidu。 〃Do you know I have
some very beautiful poems floating in the air；〃 she wrote to me in 1904；
〃and if the gods are kind I shall cast my soul like a net and capture them；
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this year。 If the gods are kindand grant me a little measure of health。
It is all I need to make my life perfect； for the very 'Spirit of Delight' that
Shelley wrote of dwells in my little home； it is full of the music of birds in
the garden and children in the long arched verandah。〃 There are songs
about the children in this book； they are called the Lord of Battles； the Sun
of Victory； the Lotus…born； and the Jewel of Delight。
〃My ancestors for thousands of years；〃 I find written in one of her
letters； 〃have been lovers of the forest and mountain caves； great dreamers；
great scholars； great ascetics。 My father is a dreamer himself； a great
dreamer； a great man whose life has been a magnificent failure。 I
suppose in the whole of India there are few men whose learning is greater
than his； and I don't think there are many men more beloved。 He has a
great white beard and the profile of Homer； and a laugh that brings the
roof down。 He has wasted all his money on two great objects： to help
others； and on alchemy。 He holds huge courts every day in his garden of
all the learned men of all religionsRajahs and beggars and saints and
downright villains all delightfully mixed up； and all treated as one。 And
then his alchemy！ Oh dear； night and day the experiments are going on；
and every man who brings a new prescription is welcome as a brother。
But this alchemy is； you know； only the material counterpart of a poet's
craving for Beauty； the eternal Beauty。 'The makers of gold and the
makers of verse；' they are the twin creators that sway the world's secret
desire for mystery； and what in my father is the genius of curiositythe
very essence of all scientific geniusin me is the desire for beauty。 Do
you remember Pater's phra
