“He dreams sometimes of the revels of the gods And sees the Dionysian gesture pass,— A leonine greatness that would tear his soul If through his failing limbs and fainting heart The sweet and joyful mighty madness swept: Trivial amusements stimulate and waste The energy given to him to grow and be. His little hour is spent in little things. 02.05_046:007-008” WasteThe IgnoranceThe Little LifeBurden Of GreatnessGods Of The Little LifePrice DemandedWaste Of EnergyYoga Of Nature Book:Savitri: A Legend and a Symbol Source: Savitri: A Legend and a Symbol