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Born in 1879 / Died in 1949 / India / Hindi

Poems by Sarojini Naidu

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Indian Love Song

... SheLIKE a serpent to the calling voice of flutes, ...

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Life

... Till ye have battled with great grief and fears, ...

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Nightfall In The City Of Hyderabad

... Swinging their silver bells hung from their silver chains ...

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Ode to H.H. The Nizam Of Hyderabad

... And harmony of diverse race:The votaries of the Prophet's faith, ...

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Past and Future

... And now the Soul stands in a vague, intense ...

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Song Of A Dream

... And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed ...

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Suttee

... . . Shall the blossom live when the tree is dead ...

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The Indian Gipsy

... With frugal skill her simple wants she tends, ...

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The Pardah Nashin

... . . Who shall prevent the subtle years, ...

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The Royal Tombs Of Golconda

... Of your imperishable bloom Each new-born year the bulbuls sing ...

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The Song Of Princess Zeb-Un-Nissa In Praise Of Her Own Beauty

... And from their pierced hearts, rich with pain, ...

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To India

... . . . Mother, O Mother, wherefore dost thou sleep ...

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To My Children

... RanadheeraLittle lord of battle, hail ...

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To My Fairy Fancies

... Fly away! Nay, no longer ye may linger ...

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To The God of Pain

... But mine own soul thou'st ta'en for sacrifice: All the rich honey of my youth's desire, ...