Take your crown from your shining head. Now put on your gray nightcap, And shut your eyes for a good long nap. Goodnight, Sky, bright and blue! Not a wink of sleep for you. You must watch us all the night, With your twinkling eyes so bright. Goodnight, flowers! Now close up Every swinging bell and cup. Take your sleeping-draught of dew: Pleasant dreams to all of you! Goodnight, birds, that sweetly sing!
Every leaf upon the tree Soft shall sing your lullaby. Last to you, little child, Sleep is coming soft and mild. Now sleep shuts your blue eyes bright: Little child dear, goodnight! Sleep, Sleep, come to me, Sleep. Come to my blankets and come to my bed, Come to my legs and my arms and my head, Over me, under me, into me creep. Blow on my face like a soft breath of air, Lay your cool hand on my forehead and hair, Carry me down through the dream-waters deep.
Tell me the secrets that you alone know, Show me the wonders none other can show, Open the box where your treasures you keep. Poetry Near You. Academy of American Poets.
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National Poetry Month. American Poets Magazine. Poems Find and share the perfect poems. There was a child went forth every day. This poem is in the public domain. To Think of Time 1 To think of time—of all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue?
Have you dreaded these earth-beetles? Have you fear'd the future would be nothing to you? Is to-day nothing?
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Is the beginningless past nothing? If the future is nothing, they are just as surely nothing.
To think that the sun rose in the east! To think that we are now here, and bear our part! Not a day passes—not a minute or second, without a corpse!
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To think how eager we are in building our houses! To think others shall be just as eager, and we quite indifferent! To think how much pleasure there is! Have you pleasure from looking at the sky? Do you enjoy yourself in the city? Or with your mother and sisters? Your farm, profits, crops,—to think how engross'd you are! Yourself, forever and ever! If otherwise, all came but to ashes of dung, If maggots and rats ended us, then Alarum!
Then indeed suspicion of death. Do you suspect death? How beautiful and perfect are the animals!
How perfect the earth, and the minutest thing upon it! The trees have, rooted in the ground!
yjyqedupyjub.gq I swear I think there is nothing but immortality! Walt Whitman This Compost 1 Something startles me where I thought I was safest, I withdraw from the still woods I loved, I will not go now on the pastures to walk, I will not strip the clothes from my body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the earth as to other flesh to renew me.
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