Soft sleeps the earth in moonlight blest; Soft sleeps the bough above the nest; O'er lonely depths the whippoorwill Breathes one faint note and all is still. Sleep, little darling; night is long-- Sleep while I sing thy cradle song. About thy dream the drooping flower Blows her sweet breath from hour to hour, And white the great moon spreads her wings, While low, while far, the dear earth swings. Sleep, little darling; all night long The winds shall sing thy slumber song. Powers of the earth and of the air Shall have thee in their mother-care, And hosts of heaven, together prest, Bend over thee, their last, their best. Hush, little darling; from the deep Some mighty wing shall fan thy sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PICTURE (VENUS RECLINING) by EZRA POUND A RENUNCIATION by EDWARD DE VERE HURRAHING IN HARVEST by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS AFTERMATH by SIEGFRIED SASSOON DISILLUSIONMENT OF TEN O'CLOCK by WALLACE STEVENS |