letra de ode to sleep by thomas warton - ghizela rowe
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on this my pensive pillow, gentle sleep!
descend, in all thy downy plumage drest:
wipe with thy wing these eyes that wake to weep
and place thy crown of poppies on my breast
o steep my senses in oblivion’s balm
and sooth my throbbing pulse with lenient hand;
this tempest of my boiling blood becalm!
despair grows mild at thy supreme command
yet ah! in vain, familiar with the gloom
and sadly toiling through the tedious night
i seek sweet slumber, while that virgin bloom
for ever hovering, haunts my wretched sight
nor would the dawning day my sorrows charm:
black midnight and the blaze of noon alikе
to me appear, while with upliftеd arm
death stands prepar’d, but still delays, to strike
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