The Poetry Corner

Lullaby

By Walter De La Mare

Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul! The singing mouse sings plaintively, The sweet night-bird in the chesnut-tree - They sing together, bird and mouse, In starlight, in darkness, lonely, sweet, The wild notes and the faint notes meet - Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul! Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul! Amid the lilies floats the moth, The mole along his galleries goeth In the dark earth; the summer moon Looks like a shepherd through the pane Seeking his feeble lamb again - Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul! Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul! Time comes to keep night-watch with thee Nodding with roses; and the sea Saith 'Peace! Peace!' amid his foam White as thy night-clothes; 'O be still!' The wind cries up the whisp'ring hill - Sleep, sleep, lovely white soul!