Naidu, Sarojini . The Golden Threshold
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CRADLE-SONG
FROM groves of spice,
O'er fields of rice,
Athwart the lotus-stream,
I bring for you,
Aglint with dew
A little lovely dream.
Sweet, shut your eyes,
The wild fire-fiies
Dance through the fairy neem;
From the poppy-bole
For you I stole
A little lovely dream.
Dear eyes, good-night,
In golden light
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The stars around you gleam;
On you I press
With soft caress
A little lovely dream.
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