A Song to Wake Your Dear in the Morning I kiss the locks of your hair: Do you feel me there, Sleepy one? I will put a kiss on your brow: Are you waking now? Won't you wake, sleepy one? A kiss on your left eye; on your right— Closed tight, closed tight! Oh, you are a hard one to wake! A kiss on your nose Where your deep breath goes, Sleepy one! Now a kiss for each ear: Do you hear, do you hear? Wake, sleepy one! A kiss for this cheek; a kiss for this: How many kisses you will miss! Won't you wake? Won't you wake? Now I come to your lips that I love: Oh, you are waking! You wake and move! Sleepy one! Sleepy one, My kisses are done. Oh, you are a hard one to wake!
Park Going to Sleep
The shadows under the trees
And in the vines by the boat-house
And the lamps gleam softly.
On the street, far off,
The sound of the cars, rumbling,
The rocks grow dim on the edges of the shore.
The boats with tired prows against the landing
Have fallen asleep heavily:
The monuments sleep
And the trees
And the smooth slow-winding empty paths sleep.