Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Sarojini Naidu . BANGLE SELLERS . DANGLE -SELLERS are we who bear Our shining loads to the temple fair . . . . Who will buy these delicate , bright Rainbow -tinted circles of light ? Lustrous tokens of radiant lives , For happy daughters and happy wives . Some are meet for a maiden 's wrist , Silver and blue as the mountain mist , Some are fushed like the buds that dream On the tranquil brow of a woodland stream ; Some are aglow with the bloom that cleaves To the limpid glory of new - born leaves . Some are like fields of sunlit corn Meet for a bride on her bridal morn , Some , like the flame of her marriage fire , Or rich with the hue of her heart 's desire , Tinkling , luminous , tender and clear , Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear . Some are purple and cold - flecked grey , For her who has journeyed through life 's midway , Whose hands have cherished , whose love has blessed And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast , Who serves her household in fruitful pride , And worships the gods at her husband 's side . 168