Sleep, little flow’ret! with fragrant flowers sleeping,
  Serene on earth’s breast.
Close, weary eyelids! with folded leaves closing,
Symbol their languorous bliss while reposing.
  O rest with these, rest!
  While the night dews are weeping.

Smile, little angel! with still water’s smiling.
  Beneath the white moon.
Dream, little soul! with their rapturous dreaming,
Image their heaven-bosomed beauty, and seeming.
  O wake not too soon,
  To the daylight defiling!