Soft sleeps the earth in moonlight blest; Soft sleeps the bough above the nest; O'er lonely depths the whippoorwill Breathes one faint note and all is still. Sleep, little darling; night is long-- Sleep while I sing thy cradle song. About thy dream the drooping flower Blows her sweet breath from hour to hour, And white the great moon spreads her wings, While low, while far, the dear earth swings. Sleep, little darling; all night long The winds shall sing thy slumber song. Powers of the earth and of the air Shall have thee in their mother-care, And hosts of heaven, together prest, Bend over thee, their last, their best. Hush, little darling; from the deep Some mighty wing shall fan thy sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF THE LIFE AND DEATH OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE THE VAICES THAT BE GONE by WILLIAM BARNES THE GENTLE CHECK by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE SPINSTER by CLARISSA BUCKLIN THE SABBATH by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |