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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: TO SLEEP, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A flock of sheep that leisurely pass on Last Line: Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health! Variant Title(s): Sleeplessness Subject(s): Insomnia; Sleeplessness | |||
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky;-- I've thought of all by turns, and still I lie Sleepless; and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees, And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep, by any stealth: So do not let me wear to-night away; Without thee what is all the morning's wealth? Come, blessed barrier between day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GROOM FALCONER; CIRCA 1903 by NORMAN DUBIE THE DEATH OF THE RACE CAR DRIVER by NORMAN DUBIE JOURNEY TOWARD EVENING by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE STARS THEIR PERFECTION by DONALD REVELL A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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