Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT DAWN, by SAROJINI NAIDU Poet's Biography First Line: Children, my children, the daylight is breaking Last Line: Anoint with your love or arraign with your pardon? Subject(s): Death - Children; Grief; Tears; Death - Babies; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
CHILDREN, my children, the daylight is breaking, The cymbals of morn sound the hour of your waking, The long night is o'er, and our labour is ended, Fair blow the fields that we tilled and we tended, Swiftly the harvest grows mellow for reaping, The harvest we sowed in the time of your sleeping. Weak were our hands but our service was tender, In darkness we dreamed of the dawn of your splendour, In silence we strove for the joy of the morrow, And watered your seeds from the wells of our sorrow, We toiled to enrich the glad hour of your waking, Our vigil is done, lo! the daylight is breaking. Children, my children, who wake to inherit The ultimate hope of our travailing spirit, Say, when your young hearts shall take to their keeping The manifold dreams we have sown for your reaping, Is it praise, is it pain you will grant us for guerdon? Anoint with your love or arraign with your pardon? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A CHALLENGE TO FATE by SAROJINI NAIDU |
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