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Song Of A Dream

CE in the dream of a night I stood Lone in the light of a magical wood,

Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;

And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,

And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,

And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

Lone in the light of that magical grove,

I felt the stars of the spirits of Love Gather and gleam round my delicate youth,

And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;

To quench my longing I bent me low By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

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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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