5. TO SLEEP. O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee, This tiresome night, O Sleep! thou art to me I have no pain that calls for patience, no; O gentle Creature! do not use me so, But once and deeply let me be beguiled. 6. TO SLEEP. A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, Without Thee what is all the morning's wealth? 7. TO SLEEP. Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep! away, Like to a breeze from heaven. Shall I alone; I surely not a man ungently made, Call thee worst Tyrant by which Flesh is crost? Perverse, self-will'd to own and to disown, Mere Slave of them who never for thee pray'd, Still last to come where thou art wanted most! 8. With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed; Some lying fast at anchor in the road, Some veering up and down, one knew not why. Come like a Giant from a haven broad; When will she turn, and whither? She will brook 9. TO THE RIVER DUDDON. O mountain Stream! the Shepherd and his Cot Are privileg'd Inmates of deep solitude: Nor would the nicest Anchorite exclude A Field or two of brighter green, or Plot Of tillage-ground, that seemeth like a spot Though simple thy Companions were and few; |