My little girl is nested Within her tiny bed, With amber ringlets crested Around her dainty head; She lies so calm and stilly, She breathes so soft and low, She calls to mind a lily Half-hidden in the snow. A weary little mortal Has gone to Slumberland; The pixies at the portal Have caught her by the hand. She dreams her broken dolly Will soon be mended there, That looks so melancholy Upon the rocking-chair. I kiss your wayward tresses, My drowsy little queen; I know you have caresses From floating forms unseen. O, Angels, let me keep her To kiss away my cares, This darling little sleeper, Who has my love and prayers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TOM O'ROUGHLEY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS NAMES by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE SIDNEY GODOLPHIN by CLINTON SCOLLARD COMPOSED AT NEIDPATH CASTLE, 1803 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH OH, LOVE THOU TOO! by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS ON THE AMOROUS AND PATHETIC STORY OF ARCADIUS AND SEPHA by L. B. |