Heaven sweet and low
On a homemade counterpane;
Soft snoring, then all quiet again-
Love o'er us, come reign.
Heaven sweet and low
Birds on a leafy branch,
Beyond the windowed thatch-
Love o'er us, come reign.
Heaven sweet and low
Tousled curls on a pillow damp;
Now turn off the flickering lamp-
Love o'er us, come reign.
Heaven sweet and low
And a day that gently wane;
Silvered light on a window-pane:
Love o'er us come reign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem