SLUMBER has stilled the note In the thrush's tender throat, But the cheery cricket sings, And the moth's dark wings Flutter along the night Through the pale moonlight; @3Soft may thine eyelids meet! Sleep on, oh, sweet!@1 Never a stir 'mid the stars Of the jasmine at the bars Of her casement, looking away Toward the unborn day. Mount, and an entrance win, Steal in, my song, steal in! @3Soft may thine eyelids meet! Sleep on, oh, sweet!@1 Steal in, but breathe not above The lowest whisper of love; Hover around her there In that holy air; Glide into her dreams, and be A memory of me! @3Soft may thine eyelids meet! Sleep on, oh, sweet!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RESURRECTION UPDATE by JAMES GALVIN FACADE: 2. THE BAT by EDITH SITWELL THE FOUNTAIN (2) by SARA TEASDALE SONG OF THE STYGIAN NAIADES by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE FOREFATHER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |