| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Selected Sonnets. VI. London after Midnight | | By Henry Ellison (18111880) |
| | (From the Poetry of Real Life) SILENCE broods oer the mighty Babylon, | |
| And Darkness, his twin-brother, with him keeps | |
| His solemn watch; the wearièd city sleeps, | |
| And Solitudestrange contrast! muses on | |
| The fate of man, there, whence the crowd anon | 5 |
| Will scare her with lifes tumult! the great deeps | |
| Of human thought are stirless, yet there creeps, | |
| As twere, a far-off hum, scarce heard, then gone, | |
| On the still air: tis the heart doth move | |
| And beat at intervals, soon, from its sleep, | 10 |
| To start refreshed. O Thou Who rulst above, | |
| Be with it in its dreams, and let it keep, | |
| Awake, the spirit of pure peace and love, | |
| Which Thou breathst thro it now, so still and deep! | | | | |
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