Flower Pieces and other poems By William Allingham: With two designs by Dante Gabriel Rossetti |
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THE LULLABY. |
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THE LULLABY.
I see two children hush'd to death,
In lap of One with silver wings,
Holding a lute, whose latest breath
Low lingers on the trembling strings.
In lap of One with silver wings,
Holding a lute, whose latest breath
Low lingers on the trembling strings.
Her face is very pale and fair,
Her hooded eyelids darkly shed
Celestial love, and all her hair
Is like a crown around her head.
Her hooded eyelids darkly shed
Celestial love, and all her hair
Is like a crown around her head.
Each ripple sinking in its place,
Along the lute's faint-ebbing strain,
Seems echo'd slowlier from her face,
And echo'd back from theirs again.
Along the lute's faint-ebbing strain,
Seems echo'd slowlier from her face,
And echo'd back from theirs again.
Yes, now is silence. Do not weep.
Her eyes are fix'd: observe them long;
And spell, if thou canst pierce so deep,
The purpose of a nobler song.
Her eyes are fix'd: observe them long;
And spell, if thou canst pierce so deep,
The purpose of a nobler song.
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