The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti A variorum edition: Edited, with textual notes and introductions, by R. W. Crump |
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“Sleep, sleep, happy child;
“All creation slept and smiled.” Blake.
Sleep, sleep, happy one;
Thy night is but just begun.
Sleep in peace; still angels keep
Holy watches o'er thy sleep.
Thy night is but just begun.
Sleep in peace; still angels keep
Holy watches o'er thy sleep.
Softest breasts are pillowing,
Softest wings are shadowing
Thy calm slumber; little child,
Sleep in thy white robes undefiled.
Softest wings are shadowing
Thy calm slumber; little child,
Sleep in thy white robes undefiled.
There is no more aching now
In thy heart or in thy brow.
The red blood upon thy breast
Cannot scare away thy rest.
In thy heart or in thy brow.
The red blood upon thy breast
Cannot scare away thy rest.
Though thy hands are clasped as when
A man thou prayedst among men,
Thy pains are lulled, thy tears are dried,
And thy wants are satisfied.
A man thou prayedst among men,
Thy pains are lulled, thy tears are dried,
And thy wants are satisfied.
Sleep, sleep; what quietness
After the world's noise is this!
Sleep on, where the hush and shade
Like a veil are round thee laid.
After the world's noise is this!
Sleep on, where the hush and shade
Like a veil are round thee laid.
At thy head a cross is hewn
Whereon shines the Advent moon:
Through all the hours of the night
Its shadow rests on thee aright.
Whereon shines the Advent moon:
Through all the hours of the night
Its shadow rests on thee aright.
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In temptation thou wert firm;
Now have patience with the worm.
Yet a little while, and he
And death and sin shall bow to thee.
Now have patience with the worm.
Yet a little while, and he
And death and sin shall bow to thee.
Yet a little while, and thou
Shalt have a crown upon thy brow,
And a palm branch in thy hand
Where the holy angels stand.
Shalt have a crown upon thy brow,
And a palm branch in thy hand
Where the holy angels stand.
Sleep, sleep, till the chime
Sound of the last matin prime:
Sleep on until the morn
Of another Advent dawn.
Sound of the last matin prime:
Sleep on until the morn
Of another Advent dawn.
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