You've got to stop reminding me of the poems I've kept for myself through the years. Look what you're doing... Now I have to show you this one:
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 mourn The 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.
I´m glad to have "made you" share this poem with me... If only to have the privilege of reading such beautiful words... but, perhaps, a bit more than that.
You've got to stop reminding me of the poems I've kept for myself through the years. Look what you're doing... Now I have to show you this one:
ResponderEliminarCare-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 mourn
The 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 (from Delia)
I´m glad to have "made you" share this poem with me... If only to have the privilege of reading such beautiful words... but, perhaps, a bit more than that.
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