'Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night (Delia LIV)'

    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 shipwrack 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 the 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