Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heaven's sun doth gently waste. But my sun's heavenly eyes View not your weeping, That now lie sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping. Sleep is a reconciling, A rest that peace begets. Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at even he sets? Rest you then, rest, sad eyes, Melt not in weeping While she lies sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN INVITE TO ETERNITY by JOHN CLARE THE SONG OF THE SMOKE by WILLIAM EDWARD BURGHARDT DU BOIS LOST AND FOUND by GEORGE MACDONALD MOUNTAIN STORM by FRANCES DAVIS ADAMS ECLOGUE: THE TIMES by WILLIAM BARNES LOOKING DOWNWARDS by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |