Question

Cradle song by sarojini naidu

Answer 1

FROM groves of spice, 
O'er fields of rice, 
Athwart the lotus-stream, 
I bring for you, 
A glint with dew 
A little lovely dream. 


Sweet, shut your eyes, 
The wild fire-fiies 
Dance through the fairy neem; 
From the poppy-bole 
For you I stole 
A little lovely dream. 


Dear eyes, good-night, 
In golden light 
The stars around you gleam; 
On you I press 
With soft caress 
A little lovely dream.