The Virgin stills the crying Of Jesus, sleepless, lying; And singing for His pleasure, Thus calls upon her treasure, "My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!" O Lamb, my love inviting, O Star, my soul delighting, O Flower of mine own bearing, O Jewel past comparing! "My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!" My Child, of might indwelling, My Sweet, all sweets excelling, Of Bliss the fountain flowing, The Dayspring ever glowing. "My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!" My Joy, my Exultation, My spirit's consolation; My Son, my Spouse, my Brother, O listen to Thy mother! "My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!" Say, would'st Thou heavenly sweetness, Or love of answering meetness? Or is fit music wanting? Ho! angels, raise your chanting! "My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER TU FU (THEY SAY YOU'RE STAYING IN A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE) by MARVIN BELL A WINTER'S NIGHT by ROBERT FROST THE AWAKENING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE SEASONS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: LILLI ALM by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GRAND ARMY PLAZA by KAREN SWENSON |