I am searching for the complete poem, about 2 stanzas I think, beginning with Sleep sweetly in this pleasant, (could be quiet ) room
Thou, who 'ere thou art .
Thankyou in advance for your help, it's driving me crazy. Jules

this one? [neon.cm.utexas.edu] />
Sleep sweetly in this quiet room

Oh thou, whoe’er thou art,

And let no mournful yesterdays

Disturb your peaceful heart.

Nor let tomorrow pierce thy rest

With dreams of coming ill:

Thy Maker is thy changeless friend,

His love surrounds thee still.

Forget thyself and all the world;

Put out each glaring light.

The stars are watching overhead.

Sleep sweetly, then. Goodnight.

—Victor Hugo (1802-1885)

I have sincere doubts it has been written by Victor Hugo. I tried to find the original version, without any luck so far.

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Hmmm, someone named Ilza says it was published in 1900 by Ellen Gates:

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Les

you found me there !

Ellen M H (Huntington) Gates was a poet born in New England
(1835-1920)

At noonday
The marble house and other poems
To the unborn peoples

(this poem is from one of those, I just can't recall which, sorry)

Here is the poem you requested:


SLEEP SWEET WITHIN THIS QUIET ROOM,

O THOU! WHOE'ER THOU ART,

AND LET NO MOURNFUL YESTERDAY,

DISTURB THY PEACEFUL HEART.

NOR LET TO-MORROW SCARE THY REST

WITH DREAMS OF COMING ILL,

THY MAKER IS THY CHANGELESS FRIEND,
HIS LOVE SURROUND THEE STILL.

FORGET THYSELF AND ALL THE WORLD,
PUT OUT EACH FEVERISH LIGHT,
THE STARS ARE WATCHING OVERHEAD,
SLEEP SWEET- GOODNIGHT! GOODNIGHT!

Ellen M.H. Gates