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Sarojini Naidu
Sarojini Naidu

An Indian Love Song

An Indian Love Song

He


Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon
of thy glory and grace,
Withhold not, O love, from the night

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Sarojini Naidu
Sarojini Naidu

Corn Grinders

Corn Grinders

O little mouse, why dost thou cry
While merry stars laugh in the sky?


Alas! alas! my lord is dead!
Ah, who will ease my b…

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Sarojini Naidu
Sarojini Naidu

A Rajput Love Song

A Rajput Love Song

(Parvati at her lattice)
O Love! were you a basil-wreath to twine
among my tresses,
A jewelled clasp of shining gold to bind aro…

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Sarojini Naidu
Sarojini Naidu

A Love Song from the North

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 sw…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

White Fog

White Fog
Heaven-invading hills are drowned
In wide moving waves of mist,
Phlox before my door are wound
In dripping wreaths of amethyst.
Ten feet …

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

Understanding

Understanding
I understood the rest too well,
And all their thoughts have come to be
Clear as grey sea-weed in the swell
Of a sunny shallow sea.
Bu…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

Tides

Tides
Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowing
Where the starlike sea gulls soar;
The sun was keen and the foam was blowing
High on the rocky shore.

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

To-nigh

To-nigh
The moon is a curving flower of gold,
The sky is still and blue;
The moon was made for the sky to hold,
And I for you.
The moon is a flower…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Years

The Years
To-night I close my eyes and see
A strange procession passing me --
The years before I saw your face
Go by me with a wistful grace;
They …

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Wind

The Wind
A wind is blowing over my soul,
I hear it cry the whole night through --
Is there no peace for me on earth
Except with you?
Alas, the wind…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Tree of Song

The Tree of Song
I sang my songs for the rest,
For you I am still;
The tree of my song is bare
On its shining hill.
For you came like a lordly wind…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Voice

The Voice
Atoms as old as stars,
Mutation on mutation,
Millions and millions of cells
Dividing yet still the same,
From air and changing earth,

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Treasure

The Treasure
When they see my songs
They will sigh and say,
"Poor soul, wistful soul,
Lonely night and day."
They will never know
All your lo…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Song For Colin

The Song For Colin
I sang a song at dusking time
Beneath the evening star,
And Terence left his latest rhyme
To answer from afar.
Pierrot laid down…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Sanctuary

The Sanctuary
If I could keep my innermost Me
Fearless, aloof and free
Of the least breath of love or hate,
And not disconsolate
At the sick load o…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Return

The Return
He has come, he is here,
My love has come home,
The minutes are lighter
Than flying foam,
The hours are like dancers
On gold-slipp…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Net

The Net
I made you many and many a song,
Yet never one told all you are --
It was as though a net of words
Were flung to catch a star;
It was as th…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Look

The Look
Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon's kiss was lost in jest…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Giver

The Giver
You bound strong sandals on my feet,
You gave me bread and wine,
And sent me under sun and stars,
For all the world was mine.
Oh, take th…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Lamp

The Lamp
If I can bear your love like a lamp before me,
When I go down the long steep Road of Darkness,
I shall not fear the everlasting shadows,
Nor cry…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Crystal Gazer

The Crystal Gazer
I shall gather myself into my self again,
I shall take my scattered selves and make them one.
I shall fuse them into a polished crystal ball …

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Garden

The Garden
My heart is a garden tired with autumn,
Heaped with bending asters and dahlias heavy and dark,
In the hazy sunshine, the garden remembers April,

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

The Answer

The Answer
When I go back to earth
And all my joyous body
Puts off the red and white
That once had been so proud,
If men should pass above
Wi…

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Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale

Sunset: St. Louis

Sunset: St. Louis
Hushed in the smoky haze of summer sunset,
When I came home again from far-off places,
How many times I saw my western city
Dream by he…

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