Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SLUMBER-SONG, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sleep, little one! The twilight folds her gloom Last Line: Of rapture perfected. Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Dreams; Night; Sleep; Nightmares; Bedtime | ||||||||
SLEEP, little one! The Twilight folds her gloom Full tenderly about the drowsy Day, And all his tinseled hours of light and bloom Like toys are laid away. Sleep! sleep! The noon-sky's airy cloud of white Has deepened wide o'er all the azure plain; And, trailing through the leaves, the skirts of Night Are wet with dews as rain. But rest thou sweetly, smiling in thy dreams, With round fists tossed like roses o'er thy head, And thy tranc'd lips and eyelids kissed with gleams Of rapture perfected. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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