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Thursday, July 16, 2009

To sleep

What sin was mine,sweet,silent boy-god,Sleep,
or what,poor,sufferer,have I left undone,
that I should lack thy guerdon,I alone.
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Hushed are the brawling streams : the shuddering deep
sinks,and the rounded hills feign weary sleep.
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The high seas slumber pillowed on Earth's breast ;
all flocks and birds and heasts are stilled in nest,
but my sad eyes their nighty vigil keep.
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O ! if beneath the night some luckier swain,
entwined in loving arms,refuse thy boon
in wanton happiness,-come hither soon,
come,hither,Sleep.Let others ask to gain
the full embrace of thy soft angel wing :
but touch me with thy wand,or hovering
above my eyelids sweep them with thy train.
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