English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Promise of Sleep. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви)

The Promise of Sleep

Put the sweet thoughts from out thy mind,
The dreams from out thy breast;
No joy for thee--but thou shalt find
Thy rest


All day I could not work for woe,
I could not work nor rest;
The trouble drove me to and fro,
Like a leaf on the storm’s breast.

Night came and saw my sorrow cease;
Sleep in the chamber stole;
Peace crept about my limbs, and peace
Fell on my stormy soul.

And now I think of only this,--
How I again may woo
The gentle sleep-- who promises
That death is gentle too.

Amy Levy’s other poems:

1. The Old Poet
2. To Vernon Lee
3. Ballade of an Omnibus
4. On the Wye in May
5. The Lost Friend

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