CARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born: Relieve my languish and restore the light; With dark forgetting of my care, return, And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth: Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn Without the torment of the night's untruth. Cease dreams, the images of day desires, To model forth the passion of the morrow; Never let rising sun approve you liars, To add more grief to aggravate my sorrow. Still let me sleep, embracing clouds in vain, And never wake to feel the day's disdain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WIND AT THE DOOR by WILLIAM BARNES TO LUCASTA ON GOING TO THE WARS FOR THE FOURTH TIME by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES A FRIEND'S SONG FOR SIMOISIUS by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY SONNET: DANTE (2) by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE CORAL GROVE by JAMES GATES PERCIVAL INSCRIPTIONS: 8 by MARK AKENSIDE TO A FRIEND, WITH A VOLUME OF VERSES by MATHILDE BLIND |