O GENTLE death, bow down and sip The soul that lingers on my lip; O gentle death, bow down and keep Eternal vigil o'er my sleep; For I am weary and would rest Forever on your loving breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM VERSES WHY BURNT by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR SONNET: 30 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SONGS OF TRAVEL: 45. TO S.R. CROCKETT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SUMMER'S JOE by PATRICK JOHN MCALISTER ANDERSON THE VIAL by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE WHOM EARTH HAS TAUGHT: PROSPICENCE by MARGARET PERKINS BRIGGS |