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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348158" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If any man, with sleepless care oppressed,<br>On many a night had risen, and addressed<br>His hand to make him out of joy and moan<br>An image of sweet sleep in carven stone,<br>Light touch by touch, in weary moments planned,<br>He would have wrought her with a patient hand,<br>Not like her brother death, with massive limb<br>And dreamless brow, unstartled, changeless, dim,<br>But very fair, though fitful and afraid,<br>More sweet and slight than any mortal maid.<br>Her hair he would have carved a mantle smooth<br>Down to her tender feet to wrap and soothe<br>All fevers in, yet barbed here and there<br>With many a hidden sting of restless care;<br>Her brow most quiet, thick with opiate rest,<br>Yet watchfully lined, as if some hovering guest<br>Of noiseless doubt were there; so too her eyes<br>His light hand would have carved in cunning wise<br>Broad with all languor of the drowsy South,<br>Most beautiful, but held askance; her mouth<br>More soft and round than any rose half-spread,<br>Yet ever twisted with some nervous dread.<br>He would have made her with one marble foot,<br>Frail as a snow-white feather, forward put,<br>Bearing sweet medicine for all distress,<br>Smooth languor and unstrung forgetfulness;<br>The other held a little back for dread;<br>One slender moonpale hand held forth to shed<br>Soft slumber dripping from its pearly tip<br>Into wide eyes; the other on her lip.<br>So in the watches of his sleepless care<br>The cunning artist would have wrought her fair;<br>Shy goddess, at keen seeking most afraid<br>Yet often coming, when we last have prayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+Lampman">Archibald Lampman</a><div class=q>
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An image of sweet sleep in carven stone,
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