I have laid sorrow to sleep;
Love sleeps.
She who oft made me weep
Now weeps.
I loved, and have forgot,
And yet
Love tells me she will not
Forget.
She it was bid me go;
Love goes
By what strange ways, ah! no
One knows.
Because I cease to weep,
She weeps.
Here by the sea in sleep,
Love sleeps.
Love And Sleep
Arthur Symons
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Poem topics: sea, sorrow, forget, strange, sleep, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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