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To Sleep
By Maybury Fleming (b. 1853)[Born in Boston, Mass., 1853. Uncollected Poems. 1884–88.]
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Dim, drowsy realm where restful shadows fall,
And where the world’s glare enters not at all
Or in soft glimmer making rest more deep;
Where sound comes not, or else like brooks that keep
The world’s noise out, as by a slumberous wall
Of gentlest murmur; where still whispers call
To smileless gladness those that waking weep;
Beneath the dense veil of thy stirless leaves,
Where no air is except the calm of space,
Vexed souls of men have grateful widowhood
Of tedious sense; there thoughts are bound in sheaves
By viewless hands as silent as the place;
And man, unsinning, finds all nature good.