Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A CHILD SLEEPING IN CYNTHIA'S LAP, by PHILIP AYRES Poet's Biography First Line: Sleep, happy boy, there sleep, and take thy rest Last Line: Yet all this while, it is no dream, but true. Subject(s): Boys; Sleep | ||||||||
SLEEP, happy boy, there sleep, and take thy rest, Free from the passions which disturb my breast; Yet know 'tis Innocence that thee has freed, And lets thee sleep so quiet on this bed. Thy wearied limbs have sweetly rested here, If with less sun, in a more happy sphere; Whilst in despair my soul afflicted lies, And of mere envy to behold thee, dies. Dream, thou enjoy'st more true felicity, Than lavish fortune can bestow on thee; That thou amidst such precious gems art hurl'd, Are able to enrich th' insatiate world: That thou the Phoenix shalt transcend in fame, Who sleep'st, and risest, in a purer flame; That thou'rt an Angel, Heav'n's that lap I view: Yet all this while, it is no dream, but true. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU'S SWEET TO YO' MAMMY JES DE SAME by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 3 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE GOING TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE BLUE NAP by WILLIAM MATTHEWS ON A FAIR BEGGAR by PHILIP AYRES |
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