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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE NIGHT WATCHES, by ALICE MARLAND WELLINGTON ROLLINS
First Line: Sleep visits not my eyelids; yet I rest
Last Line: The low, soft breathing of my ailing child.
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: Sleep visits not my eyelids; yet I rest
Last Line: The low, soft breathing of my ailing child.
Subject(s): Mothers
SLEEP visits not my eyelids; yet I rest
In a content more deep than any sleep;
Nay, rapt in joy my vigil here I keep,
With trembling hands clasped to my eager breast.
For one I love, after long hours of pain,
Sleeps near me now. Think you that I could sleep,
Though needless now the vigil that I keep,
With the dread lifted from my heart and brain?
Think you that I would sleep?--would be beguiled,
Cheated of this, my joy? Nay, let me fast
From sleep through long, glad hours, to hear at last
The low, soft breathing of my ailing child.
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