Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY LADY SLEEPS, by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER


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MY LADY SLEEPS, by                    
First Line: My lady's form is bathed in light
Last Line: Sleep on, o lady mine!
Subject(s): Sleep


My Lady's form is bathed in light
From Luna's blue-tinged beams,
Her pallid face, like marble white,
Betrays no earthly dreams,
Her slender hands, 'midst folds of lace,
Press softly on her breast,
The sunshine day to night gives place,
My Lady now doth rest.
Sleep sweet, O Lady mine!

My Lady's couch is banked with flowers
And garlands strewn around,
The offerings of the dew-kissed hours
Where innocence is found;
Her fingers clasp a drooping rose,
A bud of purest white,
An emblem of her soul's repose,
A tear-drop of the Night.
Sleep well, O Lady mine!

My Lady's room is peopled o'er
With angels sweet and fair,
A train surge through her latticed door,
And far aloft they bear
The richest treasure ever borne,
My heart in silence weeps,
The moon gives way to blushing morn,—
And still my Lady sleeps.
Sleep on, O Lady mine!





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