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HOW KIND IS SLEEP by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

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First Line: HOW KIND IS SLEEP, HOW MERCIFUL
Last Line: TO PIERCE ME TILL I DIE.
Subject(s): SLEEP;
HOW kind is sleep, how merciful:
That I last night have seen
The happy birds with bosoms pressed
Against the leaves so green.

Sweet sleep, that made my mind forget
My love had gone away;
And nevermore I'd touch her soft
Warm body, night or day.

So, every night deceived by sleep,
Let me on roses lie;
And leave the thorns of Truth for day,
To pierce me till I die.



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