WHAT do you sell, O ye merchants? Richly your wares are displayed. @3Turbans of crimson and silver, Tunics of purple brocade, Mirrors with panels of amber, Daggers with handles of jade@1. What do you weigh, O ye vendors? @3Saffron and lentil and rice@1. What do you grind, O ye maidens? @3Sandalwood, henna, and spice@1. What do you call, O ye pedlars? @3Chessmen and ivory dice@1. What do you make, O ye goldsmiths? @3Wristlet and anklet and ring, Bells for the feet of blue pigeons, Frail as a dragon-fly's wing, Girdles of gold for the dancers, Scabbards of gold for the king@1. What do you cry, O ye fruitmen? @3Citron, pomegranate, and plum@1. What do you play, O musicians? @3Cithar, sarangi, and drum@1. What do you chant, O magicians? @3Spells for the æons to come@1. What do you weave, O ye flower-girls With tassels of azure and red? @3Crowns for the brow of a bridegroom, Chaplets to garland his bed, Sheets of white blossoms new-gathered To perfume the sleep of the dead@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 2 by THOMAS CAMPION LEMON PIE by EDGAR ALBERT GUEST BOSTON COMMON: 1630 by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE BABY, FR. AT THE BACK OF THE NORTH WIND by GEORGE MACDONALD THE FOLLY OF BEING COMFORTED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ERE THE GOLDEN BOWL IS BROKEN by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH SUPPLICATION (1) by ALICE CARY |