| HERE falls no light of sun nor stars; | |
| No stir nor striving here intrudes; | |
| No moan nor merry-making mars | |
| The quiet of these solitudes. | |
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| Submerged in sleep, the passive soul | 5 |
| Is one with all the things that seem; | |
| Night blurs in one confusèd whole | |
| Alike the dreamer and the dream. | |
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| O dwellers in the busy town! | |
| For dreams you smile, for dreams you weep. | 10 |
| Come out, and lay your burdens down! | |
| Come out; there is no God but Sleep. | |
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| Sleep, and renounce the vital day; | |
| For evil is the child of life. | |
| Let be the will to live, and pray | 15 |
| To find forgetfulness of strife. | |
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| Beneath the thicket of these leaves | |
| No light discriminates each from each. | |
| No Self that wrongs, no Self that grieves | |
| Hath longer deed nor creed nor speech. | 20 |
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| Sleep on the mighty Mother's breast! | |
| Sleep, and no more be separate! | |
| Then, one with Nature's ageless rest, | |
| There shall be no more sin to hate. | |
