Top 100 Poems About: SLEEP


In this page, poems on / about “sleep” are listed.

  • 37.
    Love And Sleep

    I have laid sorrow to sleep;
    Love sleeps.
    She who oft made me weep
    Now weeps. read more »

    Arthur Symons
  • 38.
    Delia Xlv: Care-Charmer Sleep, Son Of The Sable Night

    XLV
    Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
    Brother to Death, in silent darkness born:
    Relieve my languish, and restore the light, read more »

    Samuel Daniel
  • 39.
    Sleep, Sleep, My Sweet One Sleep

    Sleep, sleep, my sweet one sleep
    Let the film of Morpheus come
    Like a veiled mist
    And visit your eye-lids read more »

    Emmanuel George Cefai
  • 40.
    Sleep

    Come Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace,
    The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
    The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
    Th' indifferent judge between the high and low; read more »

    Sir Philip Sidney
  • 41.
    Not To Sleep

    Not to sleep all the night long, for pure joy,
    Counting no sheep and careless of chimes
    Welcoming the dawn confabulation
    Of birch, her children, who discuss idly read more »

    Robert Graves
  • 42.
    The Promise Of Sleep

    Put the sweet thoughts from out thy mind,
    The dreams from out thy breast;
    No joy for thee--but thou shalt find
    Thy rest
    read more »

    Amy Levy
  • 43.
    Ode To Sleep

    On this my pensive pillow, gentle Sleep!
    Descend, in all thy downy plumage drest:
    Wipe with thy wing these eyes that wake to weep,
    And place thy crown of poppies on my breast. read more »

    Thomas Warton Jr.
  • 44.
    Sleep

    Sleep, when a soul that her own clouds cover
    Wails that sorrow should always keep
    Watch, nor see in the gloom above her
    Sleep, read more »

    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  • 45.
    Sleep Oh Blessed Sleep

    Sleep oh blessed sleep,
    the place where I can dream,
    of all that I do need read more »

    Susan Alldred Lugton
  • 46.
    Sleep

    There was a man who didn't know how to sleep; nodding
    off every night into a drab, unprofessional sleep. Sleep that
    he'd grown so tired of sleeping.
    He tried reading The Manual of Sleep, but it just put him read more »

    Russell Edson
  • 47.
    Bells, Pool And Sleep

    Bells overbrim with sound
    And spread from cupolas
    Out through the shaking air
    Endless unbreaking circles read more »

    Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
  • 48.
    While The Fates Sleep

    Come, let us to the sunways of the west,
    Hasten, while crystal dews the rose-cups fill,
    Let us dream dreams again in our blithe quest
    O'er whispering wold and hill. read more »

    Lucy Maud Montgomery
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