ASLEEP
ASLEEP. / As far from pity as complaint,
ALL circumstances are the frame
In which His Face is set,
All Latitudes exist for His
Sufficient continent.
The light His Action and the dark
The Leisure of His Will,
In Him Existence serve, or set
A force illegible.
ASLEEP. / As far from pity as complaint,
Let down the bars, O Death! / The tired flocks come in
Her final summer was it, / And yet we guessed it not;
Nature, the gentlest mother, / Impatient of no child,