FROM groves of spice, <br />O'er fields of rice, <br />Athwart the lotus-stream, <br />I bring for you, <br />Aglint with dew <br />A little lovely dream. <br /> <br /> <br />Sweet, shut your eyes, <br />The wild fire-fiies <br />Dance through the fairy neem; <br />From the poppy-bole <br />For you I stole <br />A little lovely dream. <br /> <br /> <br />Dear eyes, good-night, <br />In golden light <br />The stars around you gleam; <br />On you I press <br />With soft caress <br />A little lovely dream.<br /><br />Sarojini Naidu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cradle-song-2/
