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TO MUSICK, TO BECALME A SWEET-SICK-YOUTH by ROBERT HERRICK

Poet Analysis

First Line: CHARMS, THAT CALL DOWN THE MOON FROM OUT HER SPHERE
Last Line: LIKE TO A SLUMBRING BRIDE, AWAKE AGAINE.
Subject(s): MUSIC & MUSICIANS; SLEEP;
Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere,
On this sick youth work your enchantments here:
Bind up his senses with your numbers, so,
As to entrance his paine, or cure his woe.
Fall gently, gently, and a while him keep
Lost in the civill Wildernesse of sleep:
That done, then let him, dispossest of paine,
Like to a slumbring Bride, awake againe.



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