 | Poems by Elizabeth Akers (Florence Percy) |  |
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GOING TO SLEEP.
The light is fading down the sky,
The shadows grow and multiply;
I hear the thrushes' evening song:
But I have borne with toil and wrong
So long, so long!
Dim dreams my drowsy senses drown,—
So, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
The shadows grow and multiply;
I hear the thrushes' evening song:
But I have borne with toil and wrong
So long, so long!
Dim dreams my drowsy senses drown,—
So, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
My life's brief spring went wasted by,
My summer ended fruitlessly;
I learned to hunger, strive, and wait:
I found you, love,—O happy fate!—
So late, so late!
Now all my fields are turning brown,—
So, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
My summer ended fruitlessly;
I learned to hunger, strive, and wait:
I found you, love,—O happy fate!—
So late, so late!
Now all my fields are turning brown,—
So, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
O blessed sleep! O perfect rest!
Thus pillowed on your faithful breast,
Nor life nor death is wholly drear,
O tender heart, since you are here,—
So dear, so dear!
Sweet love! my soul's sufficient crown!
Now, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
Thus pillowed on your faithful breast,
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O tender heart, since you are here,—
So dear, so dear!
Sweet love! my soul's sufficient crown!
Now, darling, kiss my eyelids down!
| Poems by Elizabeth Akers (Florence Percy) | |