Delia XLV

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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 cares, return;And let the day be time enough to mournThe shipwreck of my ill-adventur'd youth:Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn,Without the torment of the night's untruth.Cease dreams, th' imagery of our day-desires,To model forth the passions 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.

© Samuel Daniel