Alice Meynell

(22 September 1847 - 27 November 1922 / London)

Cradle-Song At Twilight - Poem by Alice Meynell

The child not yet is lulled to rest.
Too young a nurse, the slender Night
So laxly holds him to her breast
That throbs with flight.

He plays with her, and will not sleep.
For other playfellows she sighs;
An unmaternal fondness keep
Her alien eyes.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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