Hey Raindrops,
Haven't posted in a while (Stress, exams, Greek - I've joined my schools like greek chorus, which is like a greek chanting club, i HAVE MY FIRST COMPETITION TOMORROW soo excited! ill take pictures probs! :D, yes im a cool kid and deffs not a nerd who studdies greek in there spare time *whistles cunningly), i've started writing like 3 posts but not been into them that much so i stop halfway through but i thought before i do a proper post sometime this week i thought i should post my favourite poem, i'm going to bed soon and it's quite a dream poem so embrace it!
Happy Sleeptime Everyone!
A Cradle Song - William Blake
Sweet dreams form a shade,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
By happy silent moony beams
Sweet sleep with soft down.
Weave thy brows an infant crown.
Sweet sleep Angel mild,
Hover o'er my happy child.
Sweet smiles in the night,
Hover over my delight.
Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,
All the livelong night beguiles.
Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
Chase not slumber from thy eyes,
Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
All the dovelike moans beguiles.
Sleep sleep happy child,
All creation slept and smil'd.
Sleep sleep, happy sleep.
While o'er thee thy mother weep
Sweet babe in thy face,
Holy image I can trace.
Sweet babe once like thee.
Thy maker lay and wept for me
Wept for me for thee for all,
When he was an infant small.
Thou his image ever see.
Heavenly face that smiles on thee,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
By happy silent moony beams
Sweet sleep with soft down.
Weave thy brows an infant crown.
Sweet sleep Angel mild,
Hover o'er my happy child.
Sweet smiles in the night,
Hover over my delight.
Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,
All the livelong night beguiles.
Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
Chase not slumber from thy eyes,
Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
All the dovelike moans beguiles.
Sleep sleep happy child,
All creation slept and smil'd.
Sleep sleep, happy sleep.
While o'er thee thy mother weep
Sweet babe in thy face,
Holy image I can trace.
Sweet babe once like thee.
Thy maker lay and wept for me
Wept for me for thee for all,
When he was an infant small.
Thou his image ever see.
Heavenly face that smiles on thee,
- William Blake
What's your favourite poem? This is mine...
Perdi @ WMRDX
xoxo
Such a sweet poem! Good luck with your competition! :)
ReplyDeleteHannah xx