Cradle Song Poem by Sarojini Naidu
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
The stars around you gleam;
On you I press
With soft caress
A little lovely dream.
Cradle songs are always good to recite and understand the meaning in its purity and perfection exemplary and nice to recite as well.
I bring for you, Aglint with dew A little lovely dream. a fine poem.. of a great indian poetess.. tony
A lovely ode to her cradle. It is good to celebrate who you are warts and all.
A lovely cradle song! 'I bring for you, Aglint with dew A little lovely dream.' - Loved these lines very much! The poem gets 5 Stars from me! 5****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/9/2025 11:03:40 PM # 1.0.0
Exceptionally soft and loving-like a caress