 | The Zenana and minor poems of L. E. L. [i.e. Landon] |  |
“Come hither, maiden, take thy seat,”
Nadira said, “here at my feet.”
And, with the sweetness of a child
Who smiles, and deems all else must smile,
She gave the blossoms which she held,
And praised the singer's skill the while;
Then started with a sad surprise,
For tears were in the stranger's eyes.
Ah, only those who rarely know
Kind words, can tell how sweet they seem.
Great God, that there are those below
To whom such words are like a dream.
Nadira said, “here at my feet.”
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Who smiles, and deems all else must smile,
She gave the blossoms which she held,
And praised the singer's skill the while;
Then started with a sad surprise,
For tears were in the stranger's eyes.
Ah, only those who rarely know
Kind words, can tell how sweet they seem.
Great God, that there are those below
To whom such words are like a dream.
| The Zenana and minor poems of L. E. L. [i.e. Landon] | |