Sleep, beloved, sleep; Round thee watch we keep; List how the rain doth fall, How the neighbor's dog doth call; He hath bitten some one straying, That's the cause of all this baying, Round thee careful watch we keep, Sleep, beloved, sleep. Close thy weary eye; Wind doth rustle by; Hare doth lift a list'ning ear, As the hunter's foot draws near; Coat of green is hunter wearing But the hare is little caring; Hunter cannot come him nigh. Close thy weary eye. Sleep till morn arise In you azure skies; Watch-dog now hath ceased to bark; Beggar hides where all is dark; Little dove her young is tending Where no hunter's foot is wending; Hare is hid in verdure deep, Sleep, my darling, sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PARADOX by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A BIRTHDAY SONG by SIDNEY LANIER ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: COONEY POTTER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IMPRESSIONS OF FRANCOIS-MARIE AROUET (DE VOLTAIRE) by EZRA POUND ELEGY: THE LITTLE GHOST WHO DIED FOR LOVE; FOR ALLANAH HARPER by EDITH SITWELL |