Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP, by MARY WOOLSEY HOWLAND First Line: Golden head so lowly bending Last Line: Rising to the throne divine. Subject(s): Children; Prayer; Sleep; Childhood | ||||||||
GOLDEN head so lowly bending, Little feet so white and bare, Dewy eyes, half shut, half opened, Lisping out her evening prayer. Well she knows when she is saying, "Now I lay me down to sleep," 'T is to God that she is praying, -- Praying him her soul to keep. Half asleep, and murmuring faintly, "If I should die before I wake," -- Tiny fingers clasped so saintly, -- "I pray the Lord my soul to take." Oh the rapture, sweet, unbroken, Of the soul who wrote that prayer! Children's myriad voices floating Up to heaven record it there. If, of all that has been written, I could choose what might be mine, It should be that child's petition, Rising to the throne divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE FIRST SPRING FLOWERS by MARY WOOLSEY HOWLAND |
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