Poems (Taylor)/Sleep-Song
For works with similar titles, see Sleep-Song.
SLEEP-SONG
The sunken bell is ringing up through the sea of sleep.
Ah! can you hear it,
And not fear it,
Mine own bright sea-bird winging down through the sea of sleep?
Ah! can you hear it,
And not fear it,
Mine own bright sea-bird winging down through the sea of sleep?
There's many a strange mermaiden beneath the sea of sleep;
And drowned white hands
Upon the sands,
And argosies unfaden beneath the sea of sleep.
And drowned white hands
Upon the sands,
And argosies unfaden beneath the sea of sleep.
But they that sink together down through the sea of sleep,
In one dream charmèd
Lie unharmèd.—
Love, if we sank together beneath the sea of sleep!
In one dream charmèd
Lie unharmèd.—
Love, if we sank together beneath the sea of sleep!