Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SANCTUARY: 3. THE WORSHIP OF LOVE, by SAROJINI NAIDU Poet's Biography First Line: Crush me, o love, betwixt thy radiant fingers Last Line: And praise thee for my death! Subject(s): Death; Love; Worship; Dead, The | ||||||||
CRUSH me, O Love, betwixt thy radiant fingers Like a frail lemon leaf or basil bloom, Till aught of me that lives for thee or lingers Be but the wraith of memory's perfume, And every sunset wind that wandereth Grow sweeter for my death! Burn me, O Love! as in a glowing censer Dies the rich substance of a sandal grain, Let my soul die till nought but an intenser Fragrance of my deep worship doth remain And every twilight star shall hold its breath And praise thee for my death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A CHALLENGE TO FATE by SAROJINI NAIDU |
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