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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383768" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Child Asleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How he sleepeth! having drunken<br> Weary childhood's mandragore,<br> From his pretty eyes have sunken<br> Pleasures, to make room for more---<br>Sleeping near the withered nosegay, which he pulled the day before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Nosegays! leave them for the waking:<br> Throw them earthward where they grew.<br> Dim are such, beside the breaking<br> Amaranths he looks unto---<br>Folded eyes see brighter colours than the open ever do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Heaven-flowers, rayed by shadows golden<br> From the paths they sprang beneath,<br> Now perhaps divinely holden,<br> Swing against him in a wreath---<br>We may think so from the quickening of his bloom and of his breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Vision unto vision calleth,<br> While the young child dreameth on.<br> Fair, O dreamer, thee befalleth<br> With the glory thou hast won!<br>Darker wert thou in the garden, yestermorn, by summer sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We should see the spirits ringing<br> Round thee,---were the clouds away.<br> 'Tis the child-heart draws them, singing<br> In the silent-seeming clay---<br>Singing!---Stars that seem the mutest, go in music all the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As the moths around a taper,<br> As the bees around a rose,<br> As the gnats around a vapour,---<br> So the Spirits group and close<br>Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Shapes of brightness overlean thee,---<br> Flash their diadems of youth<br> On the ringlets which half screen thee,---<br> While thou smilest, . . . not in sooth<br>Thy smile . . . but the overfair one, dropt from some aethereal mouth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Haply it is angels' duty,<br> During slumber, shade by shade:<br> To fine down this childish beauty<br> To the thing it must be made,<br>Ere the world shall bring it praises, or the tomb shall see it fade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Softly, softly! make no noises!<br> Now he lieth dead and dumb---<br> Now he hears the angels' voices<br> Folding silence in the room---<br>Now he muses deep the meaning of the Heaven-words as they come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Speak not! he is consecrated---<br> Breathe no breath across his eyes.<br> Lifted up and separated,<br> On the hand of God he lies,<br>In a sweetness beyond touching---held in cloistral sanctities.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Could ye bless him---father---mother ?<br> Bless the dimple in his cheek?<br> Dare ye look at one another,<br> And the benediction speak?<br>Would ye not break out in weeping, and confess yourselves too weak?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He is harmless---ye are sinful,---<br> Ye are troubled---he, at ease:<br> From his slumber, virtue winful<br> Floweth outward with increase---<br>Dare not bless him! but be blessed by his peace---and go in peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning">Elizabeth Barrett Browning</a><div class=q>
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 Weary childhood's mandragore,
 From his pretty eyes have sunken
 Pleasures, to make room for more---
Sleeping near the withered nosegay, which he pulled the day before.

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