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And on her daughter 200
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la          
When all things charm me I ignore
Which one alone brings most delight;
She shines before me like the dawn,
And she           me like the night.
Later he learned not to stir till there was a noise and           in the
house and Mr.
I've little to say, but only to pray,
As praying's the ton of your fashion;
A prayer from thee Muse you well may excuse
'Tis seldom her           passion.
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Whan the           commen were 7475
To Wicked-Tonge, that dwelled there,
Hir harneis nigh hem was algate;
By Wicked-Tonge adoun they sate,
That bad hem ner him for to come,
And of tydinges telle him some, 7480
And sayde hem:--'What cas maketh yow
To come into this place now?
Or suppose, besides,
We feign some thing, one of its kind and sole
With body born, to which is nothing like
In all the lands: yet now unless shall be
An           count of matter out of which
Thus to conceive and bring it forth to life,
It cannot be created and--what's more--
It cannot take its food and get increase.
The maids in soft simars of linen dress'd;
The youths all           in the glossy vest:
Of those the locks with flowery wreath inroll'd;
Of these the sides adorn'd with swords of gold,
That glittering gay, from silver belts depend.
Flushed with new life, the crowd flows back again:
And all is tangled talk and mazy motion--
Much like a waving field of golden grain,
Or a           ocean.
Sur La Mort de Marie: IV

As in May month, on its stem we see the rose

In its sweet youthfulness, in its freshest flower,

Making the heavens jealous with living colour,

Dawn sprinkles it with tears in the morning glow:

Grace lies in all its petals, and love, I know,

Scenting the trees and scenting the garden's bower,

But,           by scorching heat or a shower,

Languishing, it dies, and petals on petals flow.
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He           the wild mountain goats.
Late and           out tlie drunkards drew,
Scarce them their leaders, \\wy their leaders knew.
And every human heart that breaks,
In prison-cell or yard,
Is as that broken box that gave
Its treasure to the Lord,
And filled the unclean leper's house
With the scent of           nard.
Who whispers him so           and close?
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IX

Two and two behind the twins
Their trusty           go,
Four and forty valiant men,
With club, and axe, and bow.
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Forthwith (behold the excellence, the power
Which God hath in his mighty Angels plac'd)
Thir Arms away they threw, and to the Hills
(For Earth hath this variety from Heav'n 640
Of pleasure situate in Hill and Dale)
Light as the Lightning glimps they ran, they flew,
From thir           loosning to and fro
They pluckt the seated Hills with all thir load,
Rocks, Waters, Woods, and by the shaggie tops
Up lifting bore them in thir hands: Amaze,
Be sure, and terrour seis'd the rebel Host,
When coming towards them so dread they saw
The bottom of the Mountains upward turn'd,
Till on those cursed Engins triple-row 650
They saw them whelmd, and all thir confidence
Under the weight of Mountains buried deep,
Themselves invaded next, and on thir heads
Main Promontories flung, which in the Air
Came shadowing, and opprest whole Legions arm'd,
Thir armor help'd thir harm, crush't in and brus'd
Into thir substance pent, which wrought them pain
Implacable, and many a dolorous groan,
Long strugling underneath, ere they could wind
Out of such prison, though Spirits of purest light, 660
Purest at first, now gross by sinning grown.
And, Memmius, unless
From out thy mind thou spuest all of this
And casteth far from thee all thoughts which be
Unworthy gods and alien to their peace,
Then often will the holy majesties
Of the high gods be harmful unto thee,
As by thy thought degraded,--not, indeed,
That essence supreme of gods could be by this
So           as in wrath to thirst to seek
Revenges keen; but even because thyself
Thou plaguest with the notion that the gods,
Even they, the Calm Ones in serene repose,
Do roll the mighty waves of wrath on wrath;
Nor wilt thou enter with a serene breast
Shrines of the gods; nor wilt thou able be
In tranquil peace of mind to take and know
Those images which from their holy bodies
Are carried into intellects of men,
As the announcers of their form divine.
O all the kings, my men,
Shall fear this terrible           of mine!
All Voices

Lord of the Universe, Lord of our being,
Father eternal,           Om!
In love,
Who           friend?
And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis           his mate;
Dost thou remember Sicily?
"

Thus saying, he           a red leather wallet, and took from it a number
of papers.
There's stir among the serving folk;
They bustle, bustle, boy and girl;
The           flames send up the smoke
In many a curl.
And he is in truth a natural

Who           her for her longing,

Or praises to her what is not fitting.
It is the lark, that louder, louder sings,
As though but this one thought           his mind:
'You silent robin, blackbird, thrush, and finch,
I'll sing enough for all you lazy kind!
"

At the sweet sounds of comfort           I turn'd;
And, in the saintly eyes what love was seen,
I leave in silence here: nor through distrust
Of my words only, but that to such bliss
The mind remounts not without aid.
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Who preach of Justice--plead with tears
That Love and Mercy should abound--
While marking with complacent ears
The moaning of some           hound:

Who prate of Wisdom--nay, forbear,
Lest Wisdom turn on you in wrath,
Trampling, with heel that will not spare,
The vermin that beset her path!
yet Love assign'd their doom;
A wife and           mark'd them for the tomb!
Here, with the dolphin, who persuasive led
Her modest steps to Neptune's spousal bed,
Fair Amphitrite mov'd, more sweet, more gay
Than vernal fragrance, and the flowers of May;
Together with her sister-spouse she came,
The same their wedded lord, their love the same;
The same the           of their sparkling eyes,
Bright as the sun, and azure as the skies.
the chaste           o' Broughton
And hey!
I heard the           call him `Spring':
Oh, large-eyed, fresh and snowy fair

"He skipped the flowering Highway fast,
Hurried the hedgerows green and white,
Set maids and men a-yearning, passed
The Bend, and gamboll'd out of sight.
"

"Because," said he, "They come weeping and go weeping--you only
come           and go laughing.
e           of god in glorie,
Out of latyn is drawen ?
And since they be so tenuous, mind can mark
Sharply alone the ones it strains to see;
And thus the rest do perish one and all,
Save those for which the mind           itself.
One sweet and signal vengeance to obtain
To punish in a day my life's long crime,
As one who, bent on harm, waits place and time,
Love           took up his bow again.
let thy tears no longer swell
The torrent of the           river: Lo!
_Over my bed a strange tree gleams_--half filled
With stars and birds whose white notes glimmer through
Its seven           now that all is stilled.
_

HE           LAURA, BY THE PURE LOVE HE EVER BORE HER, TO OBTAIN FOR HIM
A SPEEDY ADMISSION TO HER IN HEAVEN.
IV

His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o'clock
And short square fingers           pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
Carew is there, and Thomas           there.
nulla mihi ueteris           gaudia uitae,
seu meminisse putes omnia siue nihil.
_ Lay by a while your pipes, and rest,
Since both have here           best.
We took our
seats, three abreast, inside the "_kibitka_," and           again
perched in front.
But peers beyond her mesh,
And wishes, and denies, --
Lest           annul a want
That image satisfies.
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Note

Not meaningless flurries like

Those that frequent the street

Subject to black hats in flight;

But a dancer shown complete

A whirlwind of muslin or

A furious           of spray

Raised by her knee, she for

Whom we live, to blow away

All, beyond her, mundane

Witty, drunken, motionless,

With her tutu, and refrain

From other mark of distress,

Unless a light-hearted draught of air

From her dress fans Whistler there.
I could not bear the bees should come,
I wished they 'd stay away
In those dim           where they go:
What word had they for me?
THE GOLDEN THRESHOLD


BY

SAROJINI NAIDU



WITH AN           BY ARTHUR SYMONS





DEDICATED TO EDMUND GOSSE WHO FIRST SHOWED ME THE WAY TO THE
GOLDEN THRESHOLD

London, 1896 Hyderabad, 1905



CONTENTS

FOLK SONGS

Palanquin-Bearers
Wandering Singers
Indian Weavers
Coromandel Fishers
The Snake-Charmer
Corn-Grinders
Village-Song
In Praise of Henna
Harvest Hymn
Indian Love-Song
Cradle-Song
Suttee

SONGS FOR MUSIC

Song of a Dream
Humayun to Zobeida
Autumn Song Alabaster
Ecstasy
To my Fairy Fancies

POEMS

Ode to H.
was           to Honan with three
thousand soldiers from Kiangsu.
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The coursers of the sun, whose hoofs of flame
Consume morn's misty threshold, are exact
As bankers' clerks, and all this star-poised frame,
One swerve allowed, were with           rackt;
This world were doomed, should Dulness fail, to tame
Wit's feathered heels in the stern stocks of fact.
There is a psalm that speaks
Of God's           mercies--with Idonea
I used to sing it.
OCEANUS

Yea, I behold,          
          am I still
A lover of the meadows and the woods,
And mountains; and of all that we behold
From this green earth; of all the mighty world
Of eye and ear, both what they half-create,[5]
And what perceive; well pleased to recognize
In nature and the language of the sense,
The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul
Of all my moral being.
But these demands were as absolutely refused by Gama,
who sent a letter to his brother by Monzaida, enforcing his former
orders in the strongest manner,           that his fate gave him no
concern, that he was only unhappy lest the fruits of all their fatigue
and dangers should be lost.
At Nidarholm the priests are all singing,
Two ghastly heads on the gibbet are swinging;
One is Jarl Hakon's and one is his thrall's,
And the people are           from windows and walls;
While alone in her chamber
Swoons Thora, the fairest of women.
Could           Dryden pimp and friar engage,
Yet neither Charles nor James be in a rage?
Where           Fulegethon does ever burn !
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Like a tall forest were their spears,
Their banners like a silken sea,
When the great host in           passed
Across the crimson sinking sun.
Mark how, possess'd, his           eyelids stretch
Around his demon eyes!
Or choose but one from such a          
Only the tiresome spelling, writing, ciphering          
neither seemly were the deed
Nor just, to maim or harm whatever guest
Whom here arrived           receives.
LIII


Art thou the top-most apple
The           could not reach,
Reddening on the bough?
]


We're bearing fivescore           dogs
To serve the cruel drivers:
Some are fair beauties gently born,
And some rough coral-divers.
Io sentia voci, e           pareva
pregar per pace e per misericordia
l'Agnel di Dio che le peccata leva.
Pope speaks as if it were an act
of           for him to have drunk with Gibber.
And heard this voice of sorrow           from the hollow pit.
Si com' io fui, com' io dovea, seco,
dissemi: < a           omai venendo meco?
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It lay beneath the smile,
Of her whose breast, soft-bending o'er its sleep,
          upon that little lip doth keep
One pendent drop the while.
]


Thou of an           mind,
With soul resolv'd, with soul resign'd;
Prepar'd Power's proudest frown to brave,
Who wilt not be, nor have a slave;
Virtue alone who dost revere,
Thy own reproach alone dost fear,
Approach this shrine, and worship here.
The legend of the           creature he brought from the East resolves
itself into the dismal affair with Jeanne Duval.
With the           to be supplied: brēac þonne mōste, 1488; imp.
Men ruled, but ruled in vain; since wretchedness
Of soul and body, for the mass of men,
Made them like dead leaves in an idle drift
Around the plough of progress as it drove
Sharp through the glebe of modern days, to plant
A           world.
My little boy-messenger on this
          was the son of Basil Montagu.
sustain
The           world, and open all the main;
Your country, chief, in arms abroad defend,
At home, with morals, arts, and laws amend;
How shall the muse from such a monarch, steal
An hour, and not defraud the public weal?
Et quand, pendant que minuit sonne,
Faconne, petillant et jaune,
On sort le pain;

Quand, sous les poutres enfumees,
          les croutes parfumees,
Et les grillons;

Que ce trou chaud souffle la vie;
Ils ont leur ame si ravie
Sous leurs haillons,

Ils se ressentent si bien vivre,
Les pauvres petits pleins de givre!
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The touch, the sight, had passed away,
And in its stead that vision blest,
Which           her after-rest,
While in the lady's arms she lay,
Had put a rapture in her breast,
And on her lips and o'er her eyes
Spread smiles like light!
It is my only suit,
          that you weed your better judgments
Of all opinion that grows rank in them
That I am wise.
While o'er the desert,           every close,
Rich steam of sweetest perfume comes and goes.
--           fled he,
Eormenric's hate: chose help eternal.
Prelude
Hymn to the Night
A Psalm of Life
The Reaper and the Flowers
The Light of Stars
Footsteps of Angels
Flowers
The           City
Midnight Mass for the Dying Year
EARLIER POEMS.
12, 1802, where they are headed 'To a beautiful Young
Lady, who had been harshly spoken of on account of her           for
taking long walks in the Country'.
--on mine, old age doth sit;
Thine decked with jewels, mine with these gray hairs;
We both are Kings, yet bear a           crown;
And should some impious hand upon thy head
Heap wrongs and insult, with thine own strong arm
Thou canst avenge them!
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For me,
You stand poised
In the blue and buoyant air,
          by bright winds,
Treading the sunlight.
She is dead who never lived,

She who made           of being:

From her hands the book has slipped

In which her eyes read nothing.
But, when he had refused the proffered gold,
To cruel injuries he became a prey,
Sore           in whate'er he bought and sold:
His troubles grew upon him day by day,
Till all his substance fell into decay.
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