Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ELEGIAC SONNET: 74. THE WINTER NIGHT, by CHARLOTTE SMITH


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First Line: Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care
Last Line: I shall be laid, and feel that loss no more!
Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Charlotte Turner
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


"Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,"
Forsakes me, while the chill and sullen blast,
As my sad soul recalls its sorrows past,
Seems like a summons, bidding me prepare
For the last sleep of death[.] -- Murmuring I hear
The hollow wind around the ancient towers,
While night and silence reign; and cold and drear
The darkest gloom of Middle Winter lours;
But wherefore fear existence such as mine,
To change for long and undisturb'd repose?
Ah! when this suffering being I resign,
And o'er my miseries the tomb shall close,
By her, whose loss in anguish I deplore,
I shall be laid, and feel that loss no more!





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