Rue
48
From Certaine Small Works heretofore divulged, Sonnet 51 by Samuel Daniel
chosen by Christian
Care-charmer Sleep, sonne of the sable night,
Brother to death, in silent darkness borne:
Relive my languish, and restore the light,
With darke forgetting of my cares returne.
Ande let the day be time enough to mourne
The Shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth.
Let waking eyes suffice to waile their scorne,
Without the torment of the nights untruth.
Cease dreames, th’Images of day desires,
To modell forth the passions of the morrow:
Never let rising sunne approve you liers
To adde more griefe to aggravate my sorrow.
Still let me sleep, imbracing clouds in vaine,
An a never wake to feele the dais disadaine.