Annotations UNCONSCIOUSNESS HE with the Gentle Ones is hid from sight : We may not follow. He hath dwelt with woes So dread, he lays his confidence in those Men shrink from, who remember and requite. O comfort him, sweet daughters of the Night, For fear of whom man's thought doth softly tread ; Within your grove let him be deeply led To reconciliation and repose. Book traversal links for He with the Gentle Ones is hid from sight ‹ Winds to-day are large and free Up Thanatos, thy praise I sing ›
