Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
The NightHilaire Belloc (18701953)
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The keys of all the doors of sleep,
To me when my tired eyelids close
Give thou repose.
That chaunt the dead day’s requiem
Make in my ears, who wakeful lie,
Soft lullaby.
By my bedside their memories croon.
So shall I have new dreams and blest
In my brief rest.
Hide day-dawn from my resting-place,
And cheat me with thy false delight,
Most Holy Night.