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

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.

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?

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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