THOU, who Heaven's angel art, Thou, who pain and sorrow stillest, And the doubly mournful heart With a double comfort fillest! Ah, what weary days I number! Why this sad or gay unrest? Sweetest slumber Come, oh come, to calm my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 13. ENVOI, 1919 by EZRA POUND THE ONE LOST by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE SCHOOL GIRL by WILLIAM HENRY VENABLE YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME by WALT WHITMAN SHIPS AT SUNSET by STANLEY E. BABB THE PASQUE FLOWER by STELLA PFEIFFER BAISCH |