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Marinda

Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck]
  

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Sonetto from Monsignor Della Casa.

O sleep, thou gentle Off-spring of still Night's
Soft humid Shades; sick Mortals sweet repose,
Pleasing Forgetfulness of all the Ills
That human Life imbitter and perplex.
Aid now my Soul, that languishes, and finds
No Rest; and ease my weak and weary Limbs:
Bend hitherwards, O Sleep, thy aery flight,
And o'er me drop thy dark extended Wing.
Where is that Silence, shy of Day, and Sun,
And those light Dreams that with uncertain steps
Wav'ring attend on the nocturnal Walks?
Alas! in vain I thee invoke, in vain
Court the cool Sable Shades: O restless Bed
Fill'd full with Thorns; O racking dreadful Nights.