Romantic Sorrow Lines

The GhostPEACE in thy hands,Peace in thine eyes,Peace on thy brow;Flower of a moment in the eternal hour,Peace with me now.Not a wave breaks,Not a bird calls,My heart, like a sea,Silent after a storm that hath died,Sleeps within me.All the night's dews,All the world's leaves,All winter's snowSeem with their quiet to have stilled in life's dreamAll sorrowing now.Walter De La Mare