Care-Charming Sleep

Care-charming sleep,

thou easer of all woes,

Brother to death,

sweetly thyself dispose

on this afflicted night

fall like a cloud in gentle show'rs;

give nothing to it loud or

painful to his slumber;

easy, sweet

And as a purling stream,

thou son of night.

Pass by his troubled senses;

sing his pain

like hollow murmuring wind,

or silver rain.

Into thyself gently,

O gently, o gently slide

And kiss him into slumbers

Like a bride.