Sleep
Not a dream brush your sleep, Not a thought wake and creep In upon your spirit's slumber; Not a memory encumber, Nor a thievish care unbar Sleep's portcullis that no star Nor sentry hath. I'll not speak With my soul even: no, nor seek Other happiness for you When you this happy sleep sleep through. Let no least desire waver Between us, nor impatience quaver; No sudden nearness of me flush Your veins with welcome.... Hush, hush! Be still, my thoughts, lest you creep Unawares into her sleep.
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"Not a dream brush your sleep,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, John Frederick Freeman delivers a powerful performance in "Sleep"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...