The Earthen Goblet.pptx

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Andhra Pradesh VIII Class english lesson. A dialogue between poet and goblet. God as potter and man as clay


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The Earthen Goblet By Harindranath Chattopadhyaya

O silent goblet! Red from head to heel, How did you feel When you were being twirled Upon the potter’s wheel Before the potter gave you to the world! . Stanza -1

“But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” – Isaiah 64:8 The poem denotes a secondary meaning where Chattopadhyay attempts to validate Christian doctrine where God is regarded as a potter, and man as clay which is cast by his hands

O silent goblet! Red from head to heel, How did you feel When you were being twirled Upon the potter’s wheel Before the potter gave you to the world! .

The poem is a dialogue between the poet and the goblet. The poet asked the silent goblet why it was red from top to toe and what its feelings were when the potter kept it on his wheel and twirled it before giving it to the world as a goblet.

‘I felt a conscious impulse in my clay To break away From the great potter’s hand That burned so warm, I felt a vast Feeling of sorrow to be cast Into my present form. Stanza -2

‘I felt a conscious impulse in my clay To break away From the great potter’s hand That burned so warm, I felt a vast Feeling of sorrow to be cast Into my present form.

The goblet replied that it felt a conscious impulse in its clay to break away from the Great Potter’s warm hand. It also felt sorrow to be molded into its present form.

‘Before that fatal hour That saw me captive on the potter’s wheel And cast into his crimson goblet sleep, I used to feel The fragrant friendship of a little flower Whose root was in my bosom buried deep.’ Stanza -3

‘Before that fatal hour That saw me captive on the potter’s wheel And cast into his crimson goblet sleep, I used to feel The fragrant friendship of a little flower Whose root was in my bosom buried deep.’

‘Before that fatal hour That saw me captive on the potter’s wheel fatal (adj): causing death captive (n): prisoner

Means Before that dangerous hour., the goblet was the prisoner on the potter’s wheel

And cast into his crimson goblet sleep, I used to feel goblet (n): a cup cast (v): to shape crimson (ad): dark red in colour

means the clay is molded into the crimson coloured goblet.

The fragrant friendship of a little flower Whose root was in my bosom buried deep.’ fragrant (ad): having a pleasant smell bosom (n): chest

The fragrant friendship of a little flower Whose root was in my bosom buried deep.’ the Goblets had a beautiful relationship with the flowers

means Before that, it used to feel the fragrant friendship of a little flower. The root of the flower was buried deep in its bosom. The association between clay and the plant was strong.

‘The potter has drawn out the living breath of me And given me a form which is death of me, My past unshapely natural stage was best With just one flower flaming through my breast.’ Stanza -4

‘The potter has drawn out the living breath of me And given me a form which is death of me, My past unshapely natural stage was best With just one flower flaming through my breast.’

‘The potter has drawn out the living breath of me

And given me a form which is death of me,

My past unshapely natural stage was best

With just one flower flaming through my breast.’

means- The potter has taken the living breath of it. He gave it a form which was its death. Previously it was natural and shapeless. But the form of the clay was the best form for it as a bright flower used to be its companion near its breast.

means - the shape of goblet made it a prisoner. It did not have freedom or a friend. When it was in the form of clay. It had a friend- a little flower. Harindranath Chattopadhyaya

The Earthen Goblet Glossary twirl (v): turn something round and round fatal (adj): causing death captive (n): prisoner goblet (n): a cup heel (n): the back part of the foot below the ankle impulse (n): a sudden strong wish about the results cast (v): to shape crimson (ad)): dark red in colour fragrant (ad)): having a pleasant smell bosom (n): chest