by: Sarojini Naidu (1879-1949)
- OVER mine
eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song!
- Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face!
POEMS BY SAROJINI NAIDU
"Ecstasy" is reprinted
from The Golden Threshold. Sarojini Naidu. New York: John
Lane Company, 1916.