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Sleepless himself to give to others sleep	A
He giveth His beloved sleep	A
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I HEARD the sounding of the midnight hour	B
The others one by one had left the room	C
In calm assurance that the gracious power	B
Of Sleep's fine alchemy would bless the gloom	C
Transmuting all its leaden weight to gold	D
To treasures of rich virtues manifold	D
New strength new health new life	E
Just weary enough to nestle softly sweetly	F
Into divine unconsciousness completely	F
Delivered from the world of toil and care and strife	E
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Just weary enough to feel assured of rest	G
Of Sleep's divine oblivion and repose	H
Renewing heart and brain for richer zest	G
Of waking life when golden morning glows	H
As young and pure and glad as if the first	I
That ever on the void of darkness burst	I
With ravishing warmth and light	J
On dewy grass and flowers and blithe birds singing	K
And shining waters all enraptured springing	K
Fragrance and shine and song out of the womb of night	J
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But I with infinite weariness outworn	L
Haggard with endless nights unblessed by sleep	A
Ravaged by thoughts unutterably forlorn	L
Plunged in despairs unfathomably deep	A
Went cold and pale and trembling with affright	J
Into the desert vastitude of Night	J
Arid and wild and black	M
Foreboding no oasis of sweet slumber	B
Counting beforehand all the countless number	B
Of sands that are its minutes on my desolate track	M
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And so I went the last to my drear bed	J
Aghast as one who should go down to lie	N
Among the blissfully unconscious dead	J
Assured that as the endless years flowed by	N
Over the dreadful silence and deep gloom	C
And dense oppression of the stifling tomb	C
He only of them all	O
Nerveless and impotent to madness never	B
Could hope oblivion's perfect trance for ever	B
An agony of life eternal in death's pall	P
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But that would be for ever without cure	Q
And yet the agony be not more great	J
Supreme fatigue and pain while they endure	Q
Into Eternity their time translate	J
Be it of hours and days or countless years	R
And boundless aeons it alike appears	R
To the crushed victim's soul	S
Utter despair foresees no termination	L
But feels itself of infinite duration	L
The smallest fragment instant comprehends the whole	S
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The absolute of torture as of bliss	T
Is timeless each transcending time and space	U
The one an infinite obscure abyss	T
The other an eternal Heaven of grace	U
Keeping a little lamp of glimmering light	J
Companion through the horror of the night	J
I laid me down aghast	J
As he of all who pass death's quiet portal	V
Malignantly reserved alone immortal	V
In consciousness of bale that must for ever last	J
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I laid me down and closed my heavy eyes	W
As if sleep's mockery might win true sleep	A
And grew aware with awe but not surprise	W
Blindly aware through all the silence deep	A
Of some dark Presence watching by my bed	J
The awful image of a nameless dread	J
But I lay still fordone	L
And felt its Shadow on me dark and solemn	L
And steadfast as a monumental column	L
And thought drear thoughts of Doom and heard the bells chime	X
One	L
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And then I raised my weary eyes and saw	Y
By some slant moonlight on the ceiling thrown	L
And faint lamp gleam that Image of my awe	Z
Still as a pillar of basaltic stone	L
But all enveloped in a sombre shroud	J
Except the wan face drooping heavy browed	J
With sad eyes fixed on mine	L
Sad weary yearning eyes but fixed remorseless	A2
Upon my eyes yet wearier that were forceless	A2
To bear the cruel pressure cruel unmalign	L
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Wherefore I asked for what I knew too well	B2
ominous midnight Presence What art Thou	C2
Whereto in tones that sounded like a knell	B2
'I am the Second Hour appointed now	C2
To watch beside thy slumberless unrest '	-
Then I Thus both unlike alike unblest	J
For I should sleep you fly	N
Are not those wings beneath thy mantle moulded	J
Hour unfold those wings so straitly folded	J
And urge thy natural flight beneath the moonlit sky	N
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'My wings shall open when your eyes shall close	A2
In real slumber from this waking drear	Q
Your wild unrest is my enforced repose	A2
Ere I move hence you must not know me here	Q
Could not your wings fan slumber through my brain	L
Soothing away its weariness and pain	L
'Your Sleep must stir my wings	A2
Sleep and I bear you gently on my pinions	A2
Athwart my span of hollow night's dominions	A2
Whence hour on hour shall bear to morning's golden springs '	-
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That which I ask of you you ask of me	F
weary Hour thus standing sentinel	V
Against your nature as I feel and see	F
Against my own your form immovable	V
Could I bring Sleep to set you on the wing	K
What other thing so gladly would I bring	K
Truly the Poet saith	C2
If that is best whose absence we deplore most	J
Whose presence in our longings is the foremost	J
What blessings equal Sleep save only love and death	C2
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I let my lids fall sick of thought and sense	A2
But felt that Shadow heavy on my heart	J
And saw the night before me an immense	A2
Black waste of ridge walls hour by hour apart	J
Dividing deep ravines from ridge to ridge	D2
Sleep's flying hour was an aerial bridge	D2
But I whose hours stood fast	J
Must climb down painfully each steep side hither	Q
And climb more painfully each steep side thither	Q
And so make one hour's span for years of travail last	J
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Thus I went down into that first ravine	L
Wearily slowly blindly and alone	L
Staggering stumbling sinking depths unseen	L
Shaken and bruised and gashed by stub and stone	L
And at the bottom paven with slipperiness	A2
A torrent brook rushed headlong with such stress	A2
Against my feeble limbs	A2
Such fury of wave and foam and icy bleakness	A2
Buffeting insupportably my weakness	A2
That when I would recall dazed memory swirls and swims	A2
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How I got through I know not faint as death	C2
And then I had to climb the awful scarp	E2
Creeping with many a pause for panting breath	C2
Clinging to tangled root and rock jut sharp	E2
Perspiring with faint chills instead of heat	J
Trembling and bleeding hands and knees and feet	J
Falling to rise anew	L
Until with lamentable toil and travel	V
Upon the ridge of and sand and gravel	V
I lay supine half dead and heard the bells chime Two	L
	-
And knew a change of Watchers in the room	C
Without a stir or sound beside my bed	J
Only the tingling silence of the gloom	C
The muffled pulsing of the night's deep dread	J
And felt an Image mightier to appal	V
And looked the moonlight on the bed foot wall	V
And corniced ceiling white	J
Was slanting now and in the midst stood solemn	L
And hopeless as a black sepulchral column	L
A steadfast shrouded Form the Third Hour of the night	J
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The fixed regard implacably austere	Q
Yet none the less ineffably forlorn	L
Something transcending all my former fear	Q
Came jarring through my shattered frame outworn	L
I knew that crushing rock could not be stirred	J
I had no heart to say a single word	J
But closed my eyes again	L
And set me shuddering to the task stupendous	A2
Of climbing down and up that gulf tremendous	A2
Unto the next hour ridge beyond hope's farthest ken	L
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Men sigh and plain and wail how life is brief	F2
Ah yes our bright eternities of bliss	A2
Are transient rare minute beyond belief	F2
Mere star dust meteors in Time's Night abyss	A2
Ah no our black eternities intense	A2
Of bale are lasting dominant immense	A2
As Time which is their breath	C2
The	C2

James Thomson

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