Collected Poems of Henry Derozio: Preface by Manu Samriti Chander; Edited by Amardeep Singh

Fakeer of Jungheera 1.8


Scatter, scatter flowerets round, 
Let the tinkling cymbal sound; 
Strew the scented orient spice, 
Prelude to the sacrifice; 
Bring the balm, and bring the myrrh, 
Sweet as is the breath of her 
Who upon the funeral pyre 
Shall, ere Surya sets, expire. 
Let pure incense to the skies 
Like the heart's warm wishes rise, 
Till, unto the lotus throne 
Of the great Eternal One 
High ascending, it may please 
Him who guides our destinies. 
Bring the pearl of purest white, 
Bring the diamond flashing light; 
Bring your gifts of choicest things, 
Fans of peacocks' starry wings, 
Gold refined, and ivory, 
Branches of the sandal tree, 
Which their fragrance still impart 
Like the good man's injured heart, 
This its triumph, this its boast, 
Sweetest 'tis when wounded most! 
Ere he sets, the golden sun 
Must with richest gifts be won, 
Ere his glorious brow he lave 
In yon sacred yellow wave, 
Rising through the realms of air 
He must hear the widow's prayer.—- 
Haste ye, haste, the day declines 
Onward, onward while he shines, 
Let us press, and all shall see 
Glory of our Deity. 

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