Sea-birds are asleep, The world forgets to weep, Sea murmurs her soft slumber-song On the shadowy sand Of this elfin land; "I, the Mother mild, Hush thee, O my child, Forget the voices wild! Isles in elfin light Dream, the rocks and caves, Lull'd by whispering waves, Veil their marbles bright, Foam glitters faintly white Upon the shelly sand Of this elfin land; Sea-sound, like violins, To slumber woos and wins. I murmur my soft slumber-song, Leave woes and wails, and sins, Ocean's shadowy might Breathes good-night, Good-night!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SELF-DEPENDENCE by MATTHEW ARNOLD SACRIFICE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE PEG OF LIMAVADDY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY THE HEAVENS ARE OUR RIDDLE by HERBERT BATES AN ESSAY ON MIND by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |