Sleep, child, lie quiet, let be:
Now like a still wind, a great tree,
Night upon this city moves
Like leaves, our hungers and our loves.
Sleep,
rest easy, while you may,
Soon
it is day.
And elsewhere likewise love is stirred;
Elsewhere the speechless song is heard;
Wherever children sleep or wake
Souls are lifted, hearts break.
Sleep,
be careless while you can.
Soon
you are man.
And everywhere good men contrive
Good reasons not to be alive.
And even should they build their best
No man could bear tell you the rest.
Sleep
child, for your parents' sake.
Soon
you must wake.