I. The golden gates of Sleep unbar Where Strength and Beauty, met together, Kindle their image like a star In a sea of glassy weather! Night, with all thy stars look down,-- Darkness, weep thy holiest dew,-- Never smiled the inconstant moon On a pair so true. Let eyes not see their own delight;-- Haste, swift Hour, and thy flight Oft...Learn More

I HOW wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world; Yet both so passing wonderful! Hath then the gloomy Power Whose reign is in the tainted sepulchres 10 Seized on her sinless soul? Must then that...Learn More