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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET TO A SLEEPING CHILD: 2, by THOMAS HOOD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Thine eyelids slept so beauteously, I deemed
Last Line: If not more lovely, thou art more like love!
Subject(s): Children; Sleep; Childhood
First Line: Thine eyelids slept so beauteously, I deemed
Last Line: If not more lovely, thou art more like love!
Subject(s): Children; Sleep; Childhood
THINE eyelids slept so beauteously, I deemed
No eyes could wake so beautiful as they:
Thy rosy cheeks in such still slumbers lay,
I loved their peacefulness, nor ever dreamed
Of dimples, -- for those parted lips so seemed,
I never thought a smile could sweetlier play,
Nor that so graceful life could chase away
Thy graceful death, -- till those blue eyes upbeamed.
Now slumber lies in dimpled eddies drowned,
And roses bloom more rosily for joy,
And odorous silence ripens into sound,
And fingers move to sound. -- All-beauteous boy!
How thou dost waken into smiles, and prove,
If not more lovely, thou art more like Love!
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