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Critical appreciation: Henry Louis Vivian Derozios To The

Pupils of Hindu college.


For in both Keats and Derozio there was a passionate
temperament combined with unbounded sympathy with
nature and fellowmen. Both died while their powers were
not yet fully developed Mr. Oaten.

Derozio was enabled to become a teacher of English


literature in the Hindu College when he was only eighteen. A
poet as well as a teacher of poetry, Derozio loved India and
loved nature; and he also loved his students which is best
exhibited in his present sonnet, To The Pupils of The Hindu
College.

It was the glorious past Ind and the plight of British rule made
Derozio apostrophized his country and his beloved students.
Poor though his abilities may be, he will to his dying breath
sing in defense and in praise of his country. And the moral
social and political strength of a country rests upon its youth
who are the building block of nation. Thus Derozio addressed
his sonnet to his pupil as

Expanding like the petals of young flowers,


I watch the gentle opening of your mind,

And the sweet loosening of the spell that binds


Your intellectual energies and powers

Youth is the time of development of characteristic faculties.


The moral and intellectual construction of a being is possible
at his youth and Derozio comparing his fellow students as
expanding, blossoming flowers where each of the soft petals
are the tender awakening of knowledge. They are as soft as
flowers, as fresh as speaking petals are the beauty Derozio
learns in his teaching life.

The intellectual journey of a student with its full vitality,


energy and powers can be mounded in its circumstance and
alike freshening April showers early knowledge would sprout
new leaves of moral being. Unbounded desire of learning
would create new perception in their outlook and drive it to
the every field of social awakening or flourishes. Thus they
will become most influential force of the nation. Brave and
occult, steadfast and irremovable, unchangeable and firm
willed young students will learn the truth and defend the it.
Bravely they will worship Truths omnipotence

O! now the winds

Of circumstance and freshening April showers


Of early knowledge, and unnumbered kinds
Of new perceptions, shed their influence,
And how you worship Truths omnipotence!

Derozio has enormous faith upon his students the young


Bengali Turks. He would well see in the mirror of futurity the
chaplets, laurels, feathers won by his pupils in long run of
their living. The joyance would rain upon the devoted teacher
with the yielding fruits or results of his students in their route
of perfection. Being a friend, guide and philosopher,
Derozios ultimate desire of a teacher is to watch his
students perfect social mould with the worldly perception
and intellectual beauty

What joyance rains upon me, when I see


Fame in the mirror of futurity,
Weaving the chaplets you are yet to gain
And then I feel I have not lived in vain.

As a poet, Derozio was obviously influenced by the


Romantics notably Byron, Scott, Moore; but he knew his
Shelley and Keats also very well. He seems to have been

particularly fond of the sonnet form. His present sonnet at


once gives his vent to his itch for being ideal teacher as well
as its lyrical grace. With beautiful similes and metaphors he
has decorated his sonnet. Like a true romantic, he is hopeful
about his students and their great enterprise. His is the
notion that Indian hopes in intellectual flourishes and
political empowerment rest upon Indian youth .The zeal for
up lifting this patriotic cause he finds springs of tomorrow
among the hostile present in colonial captivity. His students
like buds in the April showers bloom everywhere, every
sphere, every cause of developing his beloved country. If his
devotion and faith is taken into account the sonnet is itself a
rightful assertion of his patriotism. Lyrically, the simplicity
and sincerity of tone makes the sonnet immortal.
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