The golden gates of sleep unbar Where strength and beauty, met together, Kindle their image like a star In a sea of glassy weather! Night, with all thy stars look down; Darkness, weep thy holiest dew; Never smiled the inconstant moon On a pair so true. Let eyes not see their own delight; -- Haste, swift hour, and thy flight Oft renew. Fairies, sprites, and angels, keep her! Holy stars, permit no wrong! And return to wake the sleeper. Dawn, - ere it be long. O joy! O fear! what will be done In the absence of the sun? Come along! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE [EXCELLENT] BALLADE OF CHARITIE by THOMAS CHATTERTON ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS by WALT WHITMAN EPITAPH ON CHARLES II by JOHN WILMOT BETWEEN WAND AND WELT by MARGARET AHO ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 16. TO CALEB HARDINGE, M.D. by MARK AKENSIDE THE LAST MAN: INSIGNIFICANCE OF THE WORLD by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |