I LAY me down with sighs and tears After a barren day, Yet every morning I awake Innocent and gay. The sunbeams sparkle in my soul As if 't were bathed in dew! I feel so simple and surprised, Exquisite and new! Little I feel and like a child With laughter I arise. This common earth revealed and bright Shines like Paradise. Betwixt the blessed hands of sleep I lay my heart, and lo! She heals me of my grief, and now Merrily I go. Oh, strange and lovely sleep, that Thou After a sorrowing day Canst send me forth like any child, Innocent and gay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HENRY MOORE'S STATUE AT LINCOLN CENTER by KAREN SWENSON ANIMAL CRACKERS by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 50. WILLOWWOOD (2) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SPRING [IN WAR-TIME] by HENRY TIMROD MUSIC; AND THE SAVAGE BREAST by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE BALLAD OF BAZILE BORGNE: L'ENVOI by IDA COLE BARTLATT |