Poems (Lowell, 1844, English edition)/Forgetfulness

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FORGETFULNESS.

There is a haven of sure rest From the loud world’s bewildering stress:As a bird dreaming on her nest,As dew hid in a rose’s breast,As Hesper in the glowing West;  So the heart sleeps  In thy calm deeps, Serene Forgetfulness!
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No sorrow in that place may be, The noise of life grows less and less:As moss far down within the sea,As, in white lily caves, a bee,As life in a hazy reverie;  So the heart’s wave  In thy dim cave, Hushes, Forgetfulness!
Duty and care fade far away, What toil may be we cannot guess:As a ship anchored in a bay,As a cloud at summer-noon astray,As water-blooms in a breezeless day;  So, ‘neath thine eyes,  The full heart lies, And dreams, Forgetfulness!
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