Here you will find the Poem Sleep of poet Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
HERE is a house, so great, so wide It will take in the whole world's pride. Yet, when I looked, it seemed I saw Only a vast room strewn with straw That was threshed of moony gleams And dew of branches and star beams. Here cheek by cheek the drowsed souls lay Still as leverets in the hay. Merry it was to see in Sleep How each soul had found his brother; Here a king and there a sweep Lay hand-fast and kissed each other, There a queen that had been sad Mothered in Sleep a shepherd lad, And lovers saw the loved one's face Star-like in a lonely place. But the Lamp that gave them light Was lovelier than the dreams of night. Angels watched lest any steal it,? Christ's own heart, laid here to heal it.
