O EARTH, lie heavily upon her eyes; 
   Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching, Earth; 
   Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth 
With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs. 
She hath no questions, she hath no replies, 
   Hush'd in and curtain'd with a blessed dearth 
   Of all that irk'd her from the hour of birth; 
With stillness that is almost Paradise. 
Darkness more clear than noonday holdeth her, 
   Silence more musical than any song; 
Even her very heart has ceased to stir: 
Until the morning of Eternity 
Her rest shall not begin nor end, but be; 
   And when she wakes she will not think it long. 

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Poet: Christina Rossetti
Poem: Rest

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Mar 7 2006
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