Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO SLEEP, by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN Poet's Biography First Line: O silent lover of a world day-worn Last Line: As one would pass from gentle friend to friend. Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding Subject(s): Death; Sleep; Dead, The | ||||||||
O SILENT lover of a world day-worn, Taking the weary light to thy dusk arms, Stealing where pale forms lie, sun-hurt and torn, Waiting the balm of thy oblivious charms, Make me thy captive ere I guess pursuit, And cast me deep within some dreamless close, Where hopes stir not, and white, wronged lips are mute, And Pain's hot wings fold down o'er hushed woes. And if ere morn thou choosest me to free, Let it not be, dear jailer, through the door That timeward opes, but to eternity Set thou the soul that needs thee nevermore; So I from sleep to death may softly wend As one would pass from gentle friend to friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN |
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