Child of a day, thou knowest not <br />The tears that overflow thy urn, <br />The gushing eyes that read thy lot, <br />Nor, if thou knewest, couldst return! <br /> <br />And why the wish! the pure and blest <br />Watch like thy mother o'er thy sleep. <br />O peaceful night! O envied rest! <br />Thou wilt not ever see her weep.<br /><br />Walter Savage Landor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-of-a-day/
