Cares and anxieties, I roll you all up in a bundle together; I carry you across the meadow to the river. River, I am throwing in a bundle of cares and anxieties. Float it away to the sea! Now I come slowly back across the meadow, Slowly into the house, Slowly up to my room. The night is quiet and cool; The lights are few and dim; The sounds are drowsy and far away and melting into each other; Melting into the night. Sleep comes creeping nearer, creeping nearer; It goes over my head like a wave. I sleep ... I rest ... I sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLROOM DARK by CLARENCE MAJOR A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE BIVOUAC OF THE DEAD by THEODORE O'HARA THE INDIAN UPON GOD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE INTRODUCTION by AL-DHAHABI |