Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WANDERING BEGGARS, by SAROJINI NAIDU Poet's Biography First Line: From the threshold of the dawn Last Line: Y' allah! Y' allah! Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
FROM the threshold of the Dawn On we wander, always on Till the friendly light be gone Y' Allah! Y' Allah! We are free-born sons of Fate, What care we for wealth or state Or the glory of the great? Y' Allah! Y' Allah! Life may grant us or withhold Roof or raiment, bread or gold, But our hearts are gay and bold. Y' Allah! Y' Allah! Time is like a wind that blows, The future is a folded rose, Who shall pluck it no man knows, Y' Allah! Y' Allah! So we go a fearless band, The staff of freedom in our hand Wandering from land to land, Y' Allah! Y' Allah! Till we meet the Night that brings Both to beggars and to kings The end of all their journeyings, Y' Allah! Y' Allah! | 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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