Sleep, sleep, my sweet one sleep
Let the film of Morpheus come
Like a veiled mist
And visit your eye-lids
And in the airs around
Invisible a sweet sylph sings
A lulling lullaby.
Sleep, sleep, my sweet one sleep
And woes forget and ills
And wrongs and plots
And treacheries:
Like a veiled mist
Dreams are falling through
Falling
Falling
Falling thro’ your eye-lids thick
With the lead of Morpheus awhile
A sylph doth sing
A lulling lullaby.
Sleep, sleep, my sweet one sleep
And think of day and night
And dusk and dawn
And even
As one film images pass
Along your eyes a-dreaming
a-dreaming
A-dreaming
Awhile
A sylph doth sing
A lulling lullaby.
Gentle. A calming peace that sweeps through the still night. Sincere in every sense! The tone is perfect. Nicely written
This is a lovely, quiet and quieting lullaby. And the refrain is especially focused on the goal of every lullaby - to induce sleep as something safe and gentle, something to welcome without fear. I'm impressed with the speaker of this poem. S/He seems to possess infinite patience and gentleness, and is willing to spend the time needed for this child to finally surrender to sleep. There is a passage, however, in the second stanza which surprised me because it does not seem addressed to a child, namely SLEEP... WOES FORGET AND ILLS, /AND WRONGS AND PLOTS, /AND TREACHERIES. I'm glad the last stanza forgets these things and returns to the singing sylph.
Sleep, sleep, my sweet one sleep And woes forget and ills And wrongs and plots And treacheries: Like a veiled mist Dreams are falling through Falling Falling Falling thro’ your eye-lids thick With the lead of Morpheus awhile A sylph doth sing A lulling lullaby. I loved the best stanza of this poem. Thank you poet for this nice poem.
I am reading again just to make sure—unfortunately, your English grammar knowledge is poor. Try writing in Greek or Turkish …
A Heartfelt piece with beautiful flow of words. Thanks for sharing such lovely images with us.
Dear one will sleep and sleep after listening to these lines. Beautiful words.
A very sweet poem and an adorable lullaby where the singer is wary of evil forces, too. Thanks. Invisible a sweet sylph sings A lulling lullaby.... forget.... ills ....wrongs and plots.... And treacheries:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is lovely in the sense of stillness and comfort and safety. There is not a care anywhere in sight. Certainly the sleeper sleeps without alarm. The one who watches and summons sleep is fare too focused on the sleeper to feel any other emotion than tenderness. And the sylphs, being creatures of the Imagination, perform according to their script. It is not often that we can find such a place of calm, even in our imagined realms. Let's treasure it and not disturb the sleeper, the watcher and the softly singing sylphs.