Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




The forest leaves were all asleep,
The yellow stars were on the hill,
The roving winds were all away,
Only the tide was restless still,

When I awoke. My chamber dim 


Was flooded by the cool, sweet night, 
And in the hush I seemed aware 
Of premonitions of delight.

Who called me lightly as I slept? 
Who touched my forehead with soft hands?


Who summoned me without a sound 
Back from the vague, mysterious lands?

It must have been my sleepless heart
Knocking upon his prison door, 
To bid old Reason have a care

Lest Joy should pass and come no more.