Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO SLEEP, by MAYBURY FLEMING First Line: Sweet wooded way in life, forgetful sleep! Last Line: And man, unsinning, finds all nature good. Subject(s): Sleep | ||||||||
SWEET wooded way in life, forgetful Sleep! Dim, drowsy realm where restful shadows fall, And where the world's glare enters not at all, Or in soft glimmer making rest more deep; Where sound comes not, or else like brooks that keep The world's noise out, as by a slumberous wall Of gentlest murmur; where still whispers call To smileless gladness those that waking weep; Beneath the dense veil of thy stirless leaves, Where no air is except the calm of space, Vexed souls of men have grateful widowhood Of tedious sense; there thoughts are bound in sheaves By viewless hands as silent as the place; And man, unsinning, finds all nature good. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU'S SWEET TO YO' MAMMY JES DE SAME by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 3 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE GOING TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE BLUE NAP by WILLIAM MATTHEWS |
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