I LAY me down with sighs and tears After a barren day, Yet every morning I awake Innocent and gay. The sunbeams sparkle in my soul As if 't were bathed in dew! I feel so simple and surprised, Exquisite and new! Little I feel and like a child With laughter I arise. This common earth revealed and bright Shines like Paradise. Betwixt the blessed hands of sleep I lay my heart, and lo! She heals me of my grief, and now Merrily I go. Oh, strange and lovely sleep, that Thou After a sorrowing day Canst send me forth like any child, Innocent and gay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TRIBUTE OF GRASSES by HAMLIN GARLAND AT LULWORTH COVE A CENTURY BACK by THOMAS HARDY RHOECUS by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SPRING, 1916 by ISAAC ROSENBERG UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 5. THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON LONDON, 1802 (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |