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THE SONG OF FIONULA by WILLIAM SHARP

First Line: SLEEP, SLEEP, BROTHERS DEAR, SLEEP AND DREAM
Last Line: TO SLEEP AND DREAM, AH, THAT IS WELL INDEED!
Subject(s): BROTHERS; COMFORT; DEATH; DREAMS; SLEEP; HALF-BROTHERS; DEAD, THE; NIGHTMARES;
Sleep, sleep, brothers dear, sleep and dream,
Nothing so sweet lies hid in all your years.
Life is a storm-swept gleam
In a rain of tears:
Why wake to a bitter hour, to sigh, to weep?
How better far to sleep—
To sleep and dream.

To sleep and dream, ah, that were well indeed:
Better than sighs, better than tears,
Ye can have nothing better for your meed
In all the years.
Why wake to a bitter hour, to sigh, to weep?
How better far to sleep—
To sleep and dream, ah, that is well indeed!



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