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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VICTOR, by SAROJINI NAIDU Poet's Biography
First Line: They brought their peacock-lutes of praise
Last Line: And laid my life before his feet.
Subject(s): Praise
First Line: They brought their peacock-lutes of praise
Last Line: And laid my life before his feet.
Subject(s): Praise
THEY brought their peacock-lutes of praise
And carven gems in jasper trays,
Rich stores of fragrant musk and myrrh,
And wreaths of scarlet nenuphar ...
I had no offering that was meet,
And bowed my face upon his feet.
They brought him robes from regal looms,
Inwrought with pearl and silver blooms,
And sumptuous footcloths broiderèd
With beetle-wings and gleaming thread ...
I had no offering that was meet,
And spread my hands beneath his feet.
They filled his courts with gifts of price,
With tiers of grain and towers of spice,
Tall jars of golden oil and wine,
And heads of camel and of kine ...
I had no offering that was meet,
And laid my life before his feet.
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