The wind whistled loud at the window-pane-- Go away, wind, and let me sleep! Ruffle the green grass billowy plain, Ruffle the billowy deep! "Hush-a-bye, hush! the wind is fled, The wind cannot ruffle the soft, smooth bed,-- Hush thee, darling, sleep!" The ivy tapped at the window-pane,-- Silence, ivy! and let me sleep! Why do you patter like drops of rain, And then play creepity-creep? "Hush-a-bye, hush! the leaves shall lie still, The moon is walking over the hill,-- Hush thee, darling, sleep!" A dream-show rode in on a moonbeam white,-- Go away, dreams, and let me sleep! The show may be gay and golden bright, But I do not care to peep. "Hush-a-bye, hush! the dream is fled, A shining angel guards thy bed, Hush thee, darling, sleep!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE SELF-SEEKER by ROBERT FROST THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON FOR A MARRIAGE OF SAINT KATHERINE [OR, CATHERINE] by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE LIP AND THE HEART by JOHN QUINCY ADAMS |