John Banister Tabb

1845-1909

 

Sleep

by John Banister Tabb

Blind art thou as thy mother Night,
And as thy sister Silence dumb;
But naught of soothing sound or sight
Doth unto mortals come
So tender as thy fancied glance
And dream-imagined utterance.

Source:

Poems
Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston
 
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