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In The Bazaars of Hyderabad

What do you sell O ye merchants ?

Richly your wares are displayed.

Turbans of crimson and silver,

Tunics of purple brocade,

Mirrors with panels of amber,

Daggers with handles of jade.

What do you weigh,

O ye vendors?

Saffron and lentil and rice.

What do you grind,

O ye maidens?

Sandalwood, henna, and spice.

What do you call ,

O ye pedlars?

Chessmen and ivory dice.

What do you make,

O ye goldsmiths?

Wristlet and anklet and ring,

Bells for the feet of blue

Frail as a dragon-fly’s wing,

Girdles of gold for dancers,

Scabbards of gold for the king.

What do you cry,

O ye fruitmen?

Citron, pomegranate, and plum.

What do you play ,

O musicians?

Cithar, sarangi and do you chant,

O magicians?

Spells for aeons to come.

What do you weave,

O ye

With tassels of azure and red?

Crowns for the brow of a bridegroom,

Chaplets to garland his bed.

Sheets of white blossoms

To perfume the sleep of the dead.

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Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Chattopadhyay Naidu (13 February 1879 – 2 March 1949) was an Indian political activist and poet. A proponent of civil rights, women's e…
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