Hesse, Hermann, 1877-1962 / 2008-07-29 00:00:00
EBOOK, SIDDHARTHA ***
This etext was produced by Michael Pullen
, with original translations made by:
Gunther Olesch, Anke Dreher, Amy Coulter, Stefan Langer, Semyon
Chaichenets. Proofreading corrections were done by Chandra Yenco
and Isaac Jones .
SIDDHARTHA
An Indian Tale
by Hermann Hesse
FIRST PART
To Romain Rolland, my dear friend
THE SON OF THE BRAHMAN
In the shade of the house, in the sunshine of the riverbank near the
boats, in the shade of the Sal-wood forest, in the shade of the fig tree
is where Siddhartha grew up, the handsome son of the Brahman, the young
falcon, together with his friend Govinda, son of a Brahman. The sun
tanned his light shoulders by the banks of the river when bathing,
performing the sacred ablutions, the sacred offerings. In the mango
grove, shade poured into his black eyes, when playing as a boy, when
his mother sang, when the sacred offerings were made, when his father,
the scholar, taught him, when the wise men talked. For a long time,
Siddhartha had been partaking in the discussions of the wise men,
practising debate with Govinda, practising with Govinda the art of
reflection, the service of meditation. He already knew how to speak the
Om silently, the word of words, to speak it silently into himself while
inhaling, to speak it silently out of himself while exhaling, with all
the concentration of his soul, the forehead surrounded by the glow of
the clear-thinking spirit.
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