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And exquisite�察�subtle and slow are the tinkle
and tread of their rhythmical�察�slumber´
soft feet。
Now silent�察�now singing and swaying and swing´
ing�察�like blossoms that bend to the
breezes or showers��
Now wantonly winding�察�they flash�察�now they
falter�察�and�察�lingering�察�languish in radiant
choir��
Their jewel´girt arms and warm�察�wavering�察�lily´
long fingers enchant through melodious
hours��
Eyes ravished with rapture�察�celestially pant´
ing�察�what passionate bosoms aflaming
with fire��
MY DEAD DREAM
Have you found me�察�at last�察�O my Dream��
Seven aeons ago
You died and I buried you deep under forests
of snow。
Why have you come hither�拭�Who bade you
awake from your sleep
And track me beyond the cerulean foam of the
deep��
Would you tear from my lintels these sacred
green garlands of leaves��
Would you scare the white�察�nested�察�wild
pigeons of joy from my eaves��
Would you touch and defile with dead fingers
the robes of my priest��
Would you weave your dim moan with the
chantings of love at my feast��
Go back to your grave�察�O my Dream�察�under
forests of snow��
Where a heart´riven child hid you once�察�seven
aeons ago。
Who bade you arise from your darkness�拭�I
bid you depart��
Profane not the shrines I have raised in the
clefts of my heart。
DAMAYANTE TO NALA IN THE HOUR OF EXILE
��A fragment��
Shalt thou be conquered of a human fate
My liege�察�my lover�察�whose imperial head
Hath never bent in sorrow of defeat��
Shalt thou be vanquished�察�whose imperial feet
Have shattered armies and stamped empires dead��
Who shall unking thee�察�husband of a queen��
Wear thou thy majesty inviolate。
Earth's glories flee of human eyes unseen��
Earth's kingdoms fade to a remembered dream��
But thine henceforth shall be a power supreme��
Dazzling command and rich dominion��
The winds thy heralds and thy vassals all
The silver´belted planets and the sun。
Where'er the radiance of thy coming fall��
Shall dawn for thee her saffron footcloths spread��
Sunset her purple canopies and red��
In serried splendour�察�and the night unfold
Her velvet darkness wrought with starry gold
For kingly raiment�察�soft as cygnet´down。
My hair shall braid thy temples like a crown
Of sapphires�察�and my kiss upon thy brows
Like cithar´music lull thee to repose��
Till the sun yield thee homage of his light。
O king�察�thy kingdom who from thee can wrest��
What fate shall dare uncrown thee from this breast��
O god´born lover�察�whom my love doth gird
And armour with impregnable delight
Of Hope's triumphant keen flame´carven sword��
THE QUEEN'S RIVAL
QUEEN Gulnaar sat on her ivory bed��
Around her countless treasures were spread��
Her chamber walls were richly inlaid
With agate�察�porphory�察�onyx and jade��
The tissues that veiled her delicate breast��
Glowed with the hues of a lapwing's crest��
But still she gazed in her mirror and sighed
;O King�察�my heart is unsatisfied。;
King Feroz bent from his ebony seat��
;Is thy least desire unfulfilled�察�O Sweet��
;Let thy mouth speak and my life be spent
To clear the sky of thy discontent。;
;I tire of my beauty�察�I tire of this
Empty splendour and shadowless bliss��
;With none to envy and none gainsay��
No savour or salt hath my dream or day。;
Queen Gulnaar sighed like a murmuring rose��
;Give me a rival�察�O King Feroz。;
II
King Feroz spoke to his Chief Vizier��
;Lo� �ere to´morrow's dawn be here��
;Send forth my messengers over the sea��
To seek seven beautiful brides for me��
;Radiant of feature and regal of mien��
Seven handmaids meet for the Persian Queen。;
。 。 。 。 。
Seven new moon tides at the Vesper call��
King Feroz led to Queen Gulnaar's hall
A young queen eyed like the morning star��
;I bring thee a rival�察�O Queen Gulnaar。;
But still she gazed in her mirror and sighed��
;O King�察�my heart is unsatisfied。;
Seven queens shone round her ivory bed��
Like seven soft gems on a silken thread��
Like seven fair lamps in a royal tower��
Like seven bright petals of Beauty's flower
Queen Gulnaar sighed like a murmuring rose
;Where is my rival�察�O King Feroz�拭�
III
When spring winds wakened the mountain floods��
And kindled the flame of the tulip buds��
When bees grew loud and the days grew long��
And the peach groves thrilled to the oriole's song��
Queen Gulnaar sat on her ivory bed��
Decking with jewels her exquisite head��
And still she gazed in her mirror and sighed��
;O King�察�my heart is unsatisfied。;
Queen Gulnsar's daughter two spring times old��
In blue robes bordered with tassels of gold��
Ran to her knee like a wildwood fay��
And plucked from her hand the mirror away。
Quickly she set on her own light curls
Her mother's fillet with fringes of pearls��
Quickly she turned with a child's caprice
And pressed on the mirror a swift�察�glad kiss。
Queen Gulnaar laughed like a tremulous rose��
;Here is my rival�察�O King Feroz。;
THE POET TO DEATH
Tarry a while�察�O Death�察�I cannot die
While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring��
Fair is my youth�察�and rich the echoing boughs
Where dhadikulas sing。
Tarry a while�察�O Death�察�I cannot die
With all my blossoming hopes unharvested��
My joys ungarnered�察�all my songs unsung��
And all my tears unshed。
Tarry a while�察�till I am satisfied
Of love and grief�察�of earth and altering sky��
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled��
O Death�察�I cannot die��
THE INDIAN GIPSY
In tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace
Of bygone colours�察�broidered to the knee��
Behold her�察�daughter of a wandering race��
Tameless�察�with the bold falcon's agile grace��
And the lithe tiger's sinuous majesty。
With frugal skill her simple wants she tends��
She folds her tawny heifers and her sheep
On lonely meadows when the daylight ends��
Ere the quick night upon her flock descends
Like a black panther from the caves of sleep。
Time's river winds in foaming centuries
Its changing�察�swift�察�irrevocable course
To far off and incalculable seas��
She is twin´born with primal mysteries��
And drinks of life at Time's forgotten source。
TO MY CHILDREN
Jaya Surya�察�aetat 4
Golden sun of victory�察�born
In my life's unclouded morn��
In my lambent sky of love��
May your growing glory prove
Sacred to your consecration��
To my heart and to my nation。
Sun of victory�察�may you be
Sun of song and liberty。
Padmaja�察�aetat 3
Lotus´maiden�察�you who claim
All the sweetness of your name��
Lakshmi�察�fortune's queen�察�defend you��
Lotus´born like you�察�and send you
Balmy moons of love to bless you��
Gentle joy´winds to caress you。
Lotus´maiden�察�may you be
Fragrant of all ecstasy。
Ranadheera�察�aetat 2
Little lord of battle�察�hail
In your newly´tempered mail��
Learn to conquer�察�learn to fight
In the foremost flanks of right��
Like Valmiki's heroes bold��
Rubies girt in epic gold。
Lord of battle�察�may you be��
Lord of love and chivalry。
Lilamani�察�aetat 1
Limpid jewel of delight
Severed from the tender night
Of your sheltering mother´mine��
Leap and sparkle�察�dance and shine��
Blithely and securely set
In love's magic coronet。
Living jewel�察�may you be
Laughter´bound and sorrow´free。
THE PARDAH NASHIN
Her life is a revolving dream
Of languid and sequestered ease��
Her girdles and her fillets gleam
Like changing fires on sunset seas��
Her raiment is like morning mist��
Shot opal�察�gold and amethyst。
From thieving light of eyes impure��
From coveting sun or wind's caress��
Her days are guarded and secure
Behind her carven lattices��
Like jewels in a turbaned crest��
Like secrets in a lover's breast。
But though no hand unsanctioned dares
Unveil the mysteries of her grace��
Time lifts the curtain unawares��
And Sorrow looks into her face 。 。 。
Who shall prevent the subtle years��
Or shield a woman's eyes from tears��
TO YOUTH
O Youth�察�sweet comrade Youth�察�wouldst thou be gone��
Long have we dwelt together�察�thou and I��
Together drunk of many an alien dawn��
And plucked the fruit of many an alien sky。
Ah�察�fickle friend�察�must I�察�who yesterday
Dreamed forwards to long�察�undimmed ecstasy��
Henceforward dream�察�because thou wilt not stay��
Backward to transient pleasure and to thee��
I give thee back thy false�察�ephemeral vow��
But�察�O beloved comrade�察�ere we part��
Upon my mournful eyelids and my brow
Kiss me who hold thine image in my heart。
NIGHTFALL IN THE CITY OF HYDERABAD
See how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon's throat��
Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote。