In Divers Tones

by Charles G.D. Roberts

Edited by Tracy Ware


 

LOTOS


 

Wherefore awake so long,
Wide-eyed, laden with care?
Not all battle is life,
But a little respite and peace
May fold us round as a fleece
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Soft-woven for all men’s wear.
Sleep, then, mindless of strife;
Slumber, dreamless of wrong;—
Hearken my slumber-song,
            Falling asleep.
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Drowsily all noon long
The warm winds rustle the grass
Hush’dly, lulling the brain,—
Burthened with murmur of bees
And numberless whispers, and ease.
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Dream-clouds gather and pass
Of painless remembrance of pain.
Havened from rumor of wrong,
Dreams are thy slumber-song,
            Fallen asleep.
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