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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Sleep

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When all, and birds, and creeping beasts,
When the dark of night is deep,
From the moving wonder of their lives
Commit themselves to sleep.

Without a thought, or fear, they shut
The narrow gates of sense;
Heedless and quiet, in slumber turn
Their strength to impotence.

The transient strangeness of the earth
Their spirits no more see:
Within a silent gloom withdrawn,
They slumber in secrecy.

Two worlds they have--a globe forgot,
Wheeling from dark to light;
And all the enchanted realm of dream
That burgeons out of night.
Walter de la Mare
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Paresh Chakra 04 December 2018
The transient strangeness of the earth Their spirits no more see: Within a silent gloom withdrawn, They slumber in secrecy. This stanga is very beautiful
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dennismahoney 13 December 2017
probably the best desxcriptive poem ever.!
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