SLEEP on, and dream of Heaven awhile -- Tho' shut so close thy laughing eyes. Thy rosy lips still wear a smile And more, and breathe delicious sighs! Ah, now soft blushes tinge her cheeks And mantle o'er her neck of snow: Ah, now she murmurs, now she speaks What most I wish -- and fear to know! She starts, she trembles, and she weeps! Her fair hands folded on her breast: -- And now, how like a saint she sleeps! A seraph in the realms of rest! Sleep on secure! Above controul Thy thoughts belong to Heaven and thee. And may the secret of thy soul Remain within its sanctuary! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HILDRUP TUBBS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ON THE DEATH OF SWINBURNE by SARA TEASDALE THE EXCHANGE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE BURY ME IN A FREE LAND by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER EXILED by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY |