I get it!
Care charmer sleep
son of the sable night
brother to death
in silent darkness born.
Relieve my anguish
and restore they light
with dark forgetting
of my care return.
And let the day be time enough to mourn
the shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth.
Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn
without the torment of the night's untruth.
Cease dreams!
The images of day desires
To model forth the passions of the morrow.
Never let rising sun approve you liars
To add more grief to aggrivate my sorrow.
Still let me sleep
Embracing clouds in vain
And never wake
To feel the day's disdain.