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Title: 'He Giveth His Beloved Sleep'

Author: Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Illustrator: Lizbeth Bullock Humphrey

Release date: May 30, 2008 [eBook #25643]
Most recently updated: January 3, 2021

Language: English

Credits: Produced by Bill Tozier and Barbara Tozier.

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Brown cloth cover with gold blind-stamped title.
Ornately engraved flowers, with an inset portrait of Mrs Browning.
Title page.
Copyright page.
Psalm 127:2.
First two stanzas.
An old man plays a harp.
Third stanza, surrounded by branches.
A hill, an old tree, a gravestone.
Fourth stanza, surrounded by flowers.
A woman sleeps against a windowsill.
Fourth stanza, surrounded by oak leaves.
A woman prays; ghostly figures stand in the background.
Fifth stanza, surrounded by apple blossoms.
A man reaps wheat.
Sixth stanza, surrounded by hibiscus flowers.
An angel looks down, a smaller angel leans on her shoulder.
Seventh stanza, surrounded by lilies of the valley.
A vignette of a tired-looking brunette child.
A woman leans against a wall that encases the Eigth stanza.
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“He Giveth His Beloved Sleep”

BY
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING

WITH DESIGNS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY

ENGRAVED BY ANDREW

BOSTON
LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS
NEW YORK CHARLES T DILLINGHAM
1882

“He Giveth his Beloved Sleep”

Psalm cxxvii. 2.

THE SLEEP

Of all the thoughts of God that are

Borne inward unto souls afar,

Along the Psalmist’s music deep,

Now tell me if that any is,

For gift or grace, surpassing this—

‘He giveth His beloved, sleep’!

What would we give to our beloved?

The hero’s heart to be unmoved,

The poet’s star-tuned harp, to sweep,

The patriot’s voice, to teach and rouse,

The monarch’s crown, to light the brows?

‘He giveth His beloved sleep.’

What do we give to our beloved?

A little faith all undisproved,

A little dust to overweep,

And bitter memories to make

The whole earth blasted for our sake.

He giveth His beloved sleep.

“Sleep soft, beloved!” we sometimes say,

But have no tune to charm away

Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep.

But never doleful dream again

Shall break the happy slumber when

He giveth His beloved sleep.

O earth, so full of dreary noises!

O men, with wailing in your voices!

O delvèd gold, the wailers heap!

O strife, O curse, that o’er it fall!

God strikes a silence through you all,

He giveth His beloved sleep.

His dews drop mutely on the hill;

His cloud above it saileth still,

Though on its slope men sow and reap.

More softly than the dew is shed,

Or cloud is floated overhead,

He giveth His beloved sleep.

Ay, men may wonder while they scan

A living, thinking, feeling man,

Confirmed in such a rest to keep;

But angels say, and through the word

I think their happy smile is heard,—

‘He giveth His beloved sleep.’

For me, my heart that erst did go

Most like a tired child at a show,

That sees through tears the mummers leap,

Would now its wearied vision close,

Would childlike on His love repose,

Who giveth His beloved sleep.

And, friends, dear friends,—when it shall be

That this low breath is gone from me,

And round my bier ye come to weep,

Let one, most loving of you all,

Say, “Not a tear must o’er her fall—

‘He giveth His beloved sleep.’”

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