Laurence Hope (1865-1904 / India)
Poems of Laurence Hope
|3.||Among The Rice Fields||9/28/2010|
|6.||Back To The Border||9/28/2010|
|7.||Camp Follower's Song, Gomal River||9/28/2010|
|9.||Dedication To Malcolm Nicolson||9/28/2010|
|10.||Deserted Gipsy's Song: Hillside Camp||9/28/2010|
|16.||Fate Knows No Tears||9/28/2010|
|19.||From Behind The Lattice||9/28/2010|
The Rice was under Water
The Rice was under water, and the land was scourged with rain,
The nights were desolation, and the day was born in pain.
Ah, the famine and the fever and the cruel, swollen streams,
I had died, except for Krishna, who consoled me--in my dreams!
The Burning-Ghats were smoking, and the jewels melted down,
The Temples lay deserted, for the people left the town.
Yet I was more than happy, though passing strange it seems,
For I spent my nights with Krishna, who loved me--in my dreams!