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Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of Heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflow'd. What thou art we know not; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so br...

About Poet :  Sarojini Naidu was an Indian English poet. She was born in Hyderabad on February 13, 1879. her father's name was Aghoranath Chattopadhyay and her mother's name was Barada Sundari Devi. Naidu was a great patriot, politician, orator and freedom fighter. She was the first Indian woman to become the President of Indian national Congress and the first woman to become the Governor of Uttar Pradesh. She was known as the Nightingale of India.  In 1895 she went to England and took admission in King's college London. She was well versed in Urdu, Spanish, Telugu, English, Persian and Bengali. She was married to Dr. Muthyala Govindarajulu Naidu.  Naidu's love for poetry: Sarojini Naidu was a very bright and devoted girl since her childhood. Her father aspired for her to become a mathematician or scientist but she loved poetry from a very early age when she was working on an algebra problem and couldn't find the solution, she decided to take a break and in the same...