Sarojini Naidu

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A Love Song From The North

Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha, Wouldst thou recall to my heart, papeeha, Dreams of delight that are gone, When swift to my side came the feet of my lover With stars of the dusk and the dawn?

Damayante To Nala In The Hour Of Exile

SHALT thou be conquered of a human fate My liege, my lover, whose imperial head Hath never bent in sorrow of defeat? Shalt thou be vanquished, whose imperial feet Have shattered armies and stamped empires dead?

Ode To H.H. The Nizam Of Hyderabad

Deign, Prince, my tribute to receive, This lyric offering to your name, Who round your jewelled scepter bind The lilies of a poet's fame; Beneath whose sway concordant dwell The peoples whom your laws embrace, In brotherhood of diverse creeds, And harmony of diverse race:

The Soul’s Prayer

In childhood's pride I said to Thee: "O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath, Speak, Master, and reveal to me Thine inmost laws of life and death.

The Indian Gypsy by Sarojini Naidu

IN tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace Of bygone colours, broidered to the knee, Behold her, daughter of a wandering race, Tameless, with the bold falcon's agile grace, And the lithe tiger's sinuous majesty.

In The Bazaars of Hyderabad

What do you sell O ye merchants ? Richly your wares are displayed. Turbans of crimson and silver, Tunics of purple brocade, ...

The Poet’s Love Song by Sarojini Naidu

IN noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong, I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind The world to my desire, and hold the wind A voiceless captive to my conquering song.

Transience by Sarojini Naidu

Nay, do not grieve tho' life be full of sadness, Dawn will not veil her splendour for your grief, Nor spring deny their bright, appointed beauty To lotus blossom and ashoka leaf.