e***e 发帖数: 3872 | 1 -- The Sleep --
by
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
'He giveth His beloved sleep.'
-- Psalm cxxvii. 2.
I
Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward into souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music deep,
Now tell me if that any is,
For gift or grace, surpassing this:
'He giveth his beloved -- sleep?'
II
What would we give to our beloved?
The hero's heart to be unmoved,
The poet's star-tuned harp to sweep, |
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