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Within a silent gloom withdrawn,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.
Sleep
Walter De La Mare
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Poem topics: dream, fear, light, sleep, strength, earth, deep, sense, narrow, silent, quiet, thought, dark, night, slumber, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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