Poems with rhymes of weeping

I cease my weeping
And smile and say:
I will be sleeping

Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping,
Heal the heart long broke with weeping.

Like sea-nymph tired, on cushioned mosses sleeping.
Yet, nearer drawn, beneath her purple tresses
From drooping brows we find her slowly weeping.

And your blood is slow and sleeping.
If you must, then sit beside me....
Tell me, why have I been weeping?

Where a dead man’s love sits weeping.
And the night comes grand to the Great Lone Land
O’er the grave where ‘Unknown’ lies sleeping,

So it is not in the Desert. One came to me weeping—
The Avenger of Blood on his track—I took him in keeping.

And sometimes fall a-weeping,
So I awaked, as wise this while
As when I fell a-sleeping:-

Of Earth and Air pined for the Satyr leaping;
The Satyr loved with wasting madness wild
The bright nymph Lyda,--and so three went weeping.

Where Love lay sleeping;
I heard among the rushes dank
Weeping, weeping.

And she sitteth there weeping —
Weeping, and weeping, and weeping,
For the face of a warrior sleeping!

If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,

Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;

With urns of odour o'er him weeping,
Upon the couch a youth is sleeping:

The instability of all but weeping;
And on the Earth lulled in her winter sleep
I woke, and envied her as she was sleeping.

She's the one will do the weeping!
Little need I fear he'll stray
Since I have his heart in keeping-

Thus she sat weeping,
Thus Eve our mother,
Where one lay sleeping

Like an emperor weeping,
When Death goes a-reaping

Or squandering days or heaping,
Or waking seasons or sleeping,
The laughter that dries the weeping,

Then a Face came, blind and weeping,
And It couldn't wipe its eyes,
And It muttered I was keeping

See, it smiles as it is sleeping,
Mocking your untimely weeping.