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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SLUMBER SONG, by MARIE VAN VORST
First Line: When the low flying wind, awake
Last Line: For thy lullaby!
First Line: When the low flying wind, awake
Last Line: For thy lullaby!
(The White Elf Mother sings)
When the low flying wind, awake,
Brushes the lilies, and the low
Blue flowers hidden in the brake,--
When the sighing Alders bend and shake,--
When the owl's whirring,--Hush thee, dear!
For all the elfin lights aglow
Will guide the slumber fairies here,
Naught is stirring
For my child to fear.
When the strange sighing tree-tops sing,
Dance all the fairies to and fro
And white dreams from their mantles fling,
While the flying
Winds thy cradle swing.
When the low crooning insects cry
Creep the white elves soft, and slow,
Hush thee, Sweet! and hear the merry
Pipes a-tuning
For thy lullaby!
Other Poems of Interest...
THE BLACK RUNNER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON
CHARITAS NIMIA; OR THE DEAR BARGAIN by RICHARD CRASHAW
GOLD-OF-OPHIR ROSES by GRACE ATHERTON DENNEN
TO PFRIMMER (LINES ON READING 'DRIFTWOOD') by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
ENVOI by JOHN GNEISENAU NEIHARDT
CAMPS OF GREEN by WALT WHITMAN