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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SLEEPING, by JOHN TROTWOOD MOORE Poet's Biography
First Line: They are sleeping in the valley and on the / glistening hills
Last Line: "when the master holds his dear hands out, and says: ""come unto me."
Subject(s): Childhood Memories
First Line: They are sleeping in the valley and on the / glistening hills
Last Line: "when the master holds his dear hands out, and says: ""come unto me."
Subject(s): Childhood Memories
THEY are sleeping in the valley and on the glistening hills,
And in the wooded nooks beside the winter's frozen rills.
They slumber in their glory with the perfume on their breath,
Their beauty and their brightness fled before the touch of death.
Their bloom life is a memory—their sweetness but a dream
Of summer days and shaded ways, and nights of starry gleam.
They are sleeping in the valley, but they'll wake some joyous day,
And Spring will stand before us in the bridal dress of May.
They are sleeping in the valley, and they wait the Master's call—
The rose-buds of our hearth-stone and the lilies of our hall,
The violets that bloomed down in the hot-house of our heart,
The blue-bells of our cradles—how the quick tears upward start!
Their child-life is a memory—their visit but a dream
Of childish ways and prattling days—how long ago they seem!
They are sleeping in the valley, but they'll wake with joyous glee
When the Master holds His dear hands out, and says: "Come unto me."
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