Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPINNING SONG, by SAROJINI NAIDU



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First Line: My sisters plucked green leaves at morn
Last Line: For the beauty of your eyes.
Subject(s): Beauty; Festivals; Flowers; Folk Songs - Indian; Music & Musicians; Spring; Fairs; Pageants


PAMDINI:
My sisters plucked green leaves at morn
To deck the garden swing,
And donned their shining golden veils
For the Festival of Spring. ...
But sweeter than the new-blown vines,
And the call of nesting birds
Are the tendrils of your hair, Beloved,
And the music of your words.

MAYURA:
My sisters sat beside the hearth
Kneading the saffron cakes,
They gathered honey from the hives
For the Festival of Snakes. ...
Why should I wake the jewelled lords
With offerings or vows,
Who wear the glory of your love
Like a jewel on my brows?

SARASVATI:
My sisters sang at evenfall
A hymn of ancient rites,
And kindled rows of silver lamps
For the Festival of Lights. ...
But I leaned against the lattice-door
To watch the kindling skies,
And praised the gracious gods, Beloved,
For the beauty of your eyes.





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