All is still and restful now, So, my darling, slumber thou! Only sighs the wind anear, Lullaby, sleep, baby dear. Softly close each azure eye, Like twin Maybuds let them lie; And when morning shines anew, They, like flowers, shall open, too. Thus while flowers like thee I greet, Softly kissing eyelids sweet, Why need mother look without, Though the spring is all about? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MR. S.T. COLERIDGE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE CASTLE OF INDOLENCE: CANTO 1 by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) A CITY PIPER by MORRIS ABEL BEER THE NORTH AND THE SOUTH; LAST POEM, ROME, MAY, 1861 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE CONSTELLATIONS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT EPIGRAM WRITTEN AT INVERARY by ROBERT BURNS FRAGMENT WRITTEN SHORTLY AFTER THE MARRIAGE OF MISS CHAWORTH by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |