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You Eyes that cannot rest,
Rest.
Under the soft tryst of sadness and twilight
Let break the Ballooning night
Marooned upon an hour,
Marooned upon a lonely hour,
Having no strength to cast away the sun.
Have mine!
I sleep but do not rest,
My rest is yours when I dream,
For when I sleep You sleep behind my eyelids.
Rest.
Under the soft tryst of sadness and twilight
Let break the Ballooning night
Marooned upon an hour,
Marooned upon a lonely hour,
Having no strength to cast away the sun.
Have mine!
I sleep but do not rest,
My rest is yours when I dream,
For when I sleep You sleep behind my eyelids.