1In the palanquin that borethe priestess to the temple,she found herself soon lulledto the sweetest, dreamy slumber2The sparkling dusk-earthen lamped and starred-mirrored the joy in her heart;until the bearers did regretfully inform:the temple doors were shut.'Tis 'gainst His will- said one-the journey thus fruitless;there's no meeting Him now-heard the dreaming priestess.Still, out she stepped to… Continue reading Palanquin: a song from the orient
ईशा वास्यम् इदं सर्वम्
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