Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN INVOCATION TO SLEEP, by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND Poet's Biography First Line: Hither, sleep! A mother wants thee Last Line: At the breast of sleep! Variant Title(s): Question Illustrated By Experience Subject(s): Sleep | ||||||||
Hither, Sleep! A mother wants thee! Come with velvet arms! Fold the baby that she grants thee To thy own soft charms. Bear him into Dreamland lightly! Give him sight of flowers! Do not bring him back till brightly Break the morning hours! Close his eyes with gentle fingers! Cross his hands of snow! Tell the angel where he lingers They must whisper low! I will guard thy spell unbroken If thou hear my call; Come then, Sleep! I wait the token Of thy downy thrall. Now I see his sweet lips moving; He is in thy keep; Other milk the babe is proving At the breast of sleep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU'S SWEET TO YO' MAMMY JES DE SAME by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 3 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE GOING TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE BLUE NAP by WILLIAM MATTHEWS A CHRISTMAS CAROL by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND BITTER-SWEET: CRADLE SONG [OR, BABYHOOD] by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND |
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