Siddhartha (Illustrated)
Book Details
Author(s)Herman Hesse
Publisher1st World Publishing
ISBN / ASINB00ED3FXMA
ISBN-13978B00ED3FXM9
Sales Rank964,809
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
In this Illustrated edition, 1st World has chosen the original publication text of Herman Hesse and combined it with 12 original illustrations, from an elite collection of artists …specifically intended for this great classic work. The imagery is intended to enhance the readers experience by invoking a deeper appreciation of India, Buddha and Vedic literature. Many of the images are taken from private collections and feature master artists from India such as Ved Pal Sharma and Shiv Shankar. See: http://www.amazon.com/Land-Genius-Master-Artists-India/dp/1421886189/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1375385990&sr=1-1&keywords=the+land+of+love+art+and+genius ~~~
~~~~~Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG ~~~~~ 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. He already knew to feel Atman in the depths of his being, indestructible, one with the universe.
~~~~~Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG ~~~~~ 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. He already knew to feel Atman in the depths of his being, indestructible, one with the universe.
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